I went upstairs and came down with a sixteen inch short black skirt,matching jacket and a white silk blouse. I knew that these were all John'ssizes. I...also brought out the long blonde wig that I had bought.I unzipped the skirt and, just as John did for me, I held it out for him tostep into. I slid it up his dark glossy nyloned legs and zipped the back. I held open his blouse and John slipped his arms into the arms of the blouseand I did up the buttons. The false breasts nestled in their bra. A few short strokes got her mouth watered up and then I started easing in a little farther on each stroke. I was halfway in and it was only comfortably snug and there was no reaction from her. At the three quarter point it actually seemed slightly looser. Perhaps the head had moved past a tight point. Would she actually take the full shaft without gagging like fatty had?I planned to ease in a fraction of an inch deeper each time, really I did! But suddenly when I slid in my hips developed. . thinking something was wrong I asked"whats wrong?"she said "nothing..." she was smiling."Can we film this?" she said eagerly Exited about the idea of that I agreed. She quickly got her sports camera out and set it up. once recording she put on some music and started stripping for me. Piece by piece she stripped off her clothes until her body was bare. you pussy was shave clean and had a ring in the clit. you could see the pussy juice running down her leg. She took me by the end and pulled me. Mesmerized, I watched as my friend, Tom, brought my wife to an orgasm (Not her first of the session, as it turned out!)! Diane’s petite frame convulsed from her climax. Tom wasn’t finished with her yet.He flipped over to his back and guided Diane to straddle him. She willingly guided his erect cock inside her wet pussy with a sigh and began humping him. My cock actually began to stir again! Nice! With Tom’s hands on her tits, pinching her nipples, Diane rode Tom’s cock hard. I’ve never seen her.