However at this very moment I was fucking my little dream girl and my wife was even helping me do it. I had finally won. Her pussy felt a little tight...r than my wife’s pussy and she squirmed differently too. However when she had that final orgasm it was just like what my wife has. It starts somewhere deep like in her toes and builds up and up until her head comes off. I thought only my wife had those mind blowing orgasms that can rock her world. It was indeed a pleasure to service this young. He was lean and trim, and I know my wife would find him extremely attractive. I started to think of ways on how to convince my wife to go along with the idea of being shared. With every passing day I still wasn’t sure I was making the right decision or not, but it was all I had to go with. It wasn’t like I had anyone to discuss it with and the decision was squarely on me. I had been my wife’s only sex partner in life, and the thought of giving that up to another man gave me mixed emotions. One. " Still looking at me, she went on, "Of course, as we would go by the truckers, he would slow the car down a bit so the truckers could get a really good look. I don't know why he enjoys that so much but he IS a bit of a perv and I know it trips his trigger. We've had sex on a beach a few times, he fingered me on an airplane once and we once did it in front of a hotel window in Vegas, so yeah, we've had some fun."With that, she excused herself to go to the bathroom and feeling emboldened, I. He could not even say what he was scared of. He loved staring at naked guys’ pictures, he jerked off to them, and he was dreaming about meeting them in real life. Maybe it was because he wanted the first time to be special; he wanted butterflies in his stomach and everything to happen out of the blue, and … yeap, his mother was right. He had read way too many fairytales for his own good.Compared to what was happening in his imagination, the idea to go to a club and hook up with some guy for.