"At the mention of his name, the sissy boy at the far end of the rowof four stepped forward. This pretty apparition was dressed in apowder blue dress ...overed in a series of heavily be-frilled hoopsthat ran from the very high, button-up neck down to the very shortbut wide and petticoat laden skirt. Indeed, due to the many layers ofwhite net petticoating shot through with hundreds of gleaming silverstars, the skirt virtually exploded upwards at a ninety degree angleto reveal a pair of lovely. The stories and the videos often depicted a woman beingserviced by more than one guy. That really turned meon… but at first I didn’t tell Caby how these storiesgot my juices flowing. Finally, I think he began tonotice how I would get extra receptive to his advancesafter hearing about or seeing such situations.One night as we lay in bed on our sides… with Cabybehind me and his cock buried deep in my pussy… hereached around and cupped my breasts.. and softlywhispered in my. Tell me it’s just a really bad dream.’ I kissed the top of her head, inhaling her natural perfume. ‘We’ll be OK, Sweetheart. And I’m sure your mom is OK too. She’s a smart lady.’ I held her and we waited. After some time Vholes eased back through the door, locking it securely behind him. He pulled up a straight-backed chair and sat facing us, crossing his bony legs fastidiously and brushing back his long gray pony-tail. His face crinkled into what was probably supposed to be a comforting smile,. We went to a park a little out of our neighborhood, we pulled to a dark spot and started to neck with some heavy petting. Hey, I was with my wife, I figured that I had no worries as if I were with another woman. After a short time, I say about 10 minutes, my cock already in her hand, she went down and started to blow me. I laid back and decided to enjoy myself. Suddenly, I felt a presence to my left and to my surprise there was a guy standing next to my door, he had his cock in his hand jacking.