Alarm bells should have been ringing yet somehow I felt flattered and grown up being with a guy so much older, " I know , a friend of mine has a place...near here we can go there OK?" I simply shrugged and five minutes later we were knocking on the door of a small bungalow. The door was opened by a small, chubby man in his fifties, " Tommy! How are you?" The man eyed me up from top to bottom, "I'm fine mate who's the sexy girl?" A friend of mine can we come in?" The man motioned us in and we went. “So was Ted Kaczynski,” Terrence’s deep voice boomed out. He was unhappy that this arrogant harpy had interrupted their jovial conversation – and in the process had sought to belittle Phil.All eyes turned to the massive man who stood with his arms crossed and glared at the interloper.“The Unabomber,” he clarified. “He graduated from Harvard and became a serial killer. I guess that Ivy League education didn’t work so well for him, did it?”Phil couldn’t stifle the laugh that escaped his lips.. She sighed happily and he spread her lips apart and rubbed her clit a little bit, enjoying how wet she was down there. She giggled and rolled over on top of him. He linked an arm around her waist and put another on her ass, holding her close and fondling her. She started kissing him ardently, shoving her tongue into his mouth and probing all around. He sucked her tongue and probed her mouth right back with his. Soon she was grinding her pussy against him and his cock was starting to wake up. I. I wonder how he would look if I fucked him with it”. I heard Cathy say “yes Mistress. I want to see you fuck him”. I looked at her and she smiled. “What is good for the goose is good for the gander. Yes Mistress I want to watch”. “Stand up and bend over the bench you creep” said the Mistress “I am going to give you what I gave your wife”. Again she hit me. “Tell me you want it” she yelled. Without an escape, and wanting to obviously please my excited wife I said “please Mistress, fuck me. Jam.