Another man had fucked my wife on three occasions (at least). Once while I wasn't around, although I did manage to spy on them. Twice with me watching... including participation where I performed in a most subservient fashion. It had all been more exciting than I would have ever believed. We had planned another encounter for the following Saturday. We had talked about my wife being double penetrated and she had agreed eagerly. I noticed in the days leading up that my wife was treating me somewhat. . I saw several sizes in several colors in thedrawer. The biggest were a yellow, the middle size was a pink, and thesmallest was blue. They appeared to have a sponge center and a clip onthem.She took about a one-inch lock of my hair and rolled a blue roller intoit. She then asked me to hand her another blue one. I picked up a blueone, gave it to her. Little by little she continued to section a lockof my hair, roll it up, and then call out another color. I lost countof how many she had put in. I was completely satisfied with today’s fuck and at the moment door bell rang, I thanked hulk for perfect timing but then it was my lucky day…… Rakesh asked annu (with his dick still in my ass) that he wanted to fuck me once more and she had to handle her dad.Annu”What if she shout”Rakesh with a smile on his face “She will not”Annu “This will be last”Rakesh “Sure”Annu pinched my nipples and then let me breath properly (ab ja ke saans aaya tha) and said bitch enjoy your buy one get one free.Annu. How do you manage it?”The old man grinned and said, “You gotta keep the old motor running...”A year later, the couple returned to the hospital for the birth of their third child.The same nurse was there for this birth also and, after the delivery, she once again approached the old gentleman, smiled, and said, “Well, you surely are something else! How do you do it?”The old man replied, “It’s like I’ve told you before, you gotta keep the old motor running.”The nurse, still smiling, patted him on.