Lynda leaned toward him, obscuring the view between their bodies, and placed her head on his shoulder. I couldn't see what she was doing, but her rhyt...mic shoulder movements told me she was working the man's cock. I could hear whispers and soft moans from my wife. I concentrated to hear their words but managed only to pick up one here and there, enough to know they were discussing his size and her concern about it being too big. I also picked up on another sound, a familiar squishing noise. He. She was in her mid 60’s, slim, petite and well-tanned. She was wondering if I might accompany her to the summer ball later that month. It was a charity do, black tie, all the usual stuff, raffles, music, dancing, food and drink. It’s not often I get to put on my DJ so I said yes immediately. It turned out that I was part of her party of ten, all the others were couples.A great time was had by all and taxis deposited 6 of us back at her place for a night cap. Whiskey and Brandy was poured and. I shoved my cock in her, grabbed hold of her hips and thrust deep inside her and then slapped her ass. Before too long she was shuddering again with orgasm. I pulled out not wanting to cum in her and an asian guy took my place. She looked up and saw the black guy was there and called him over. She sucked his cock as the asian guy fucked her. Seeing her moaning with pleasure while being spit-roasted by these 2 coloured guys nearly made me shoot my load over her. The asian guy pounded away in her. The Ride HomeTori broke the awkward silence 5 minutes into the drive to her house. "Coach, I mean John, I am so sorry, I was immature and wrong to do what I did today," Tori confessed."Immature maybe, wrong perhaps. You know why? You could have found yourself in a very bad situation you might have regretted," John said in his fatherly tone."That said your plan worked and I am happy your here, next to me." Smiling at Tori and receiving a shy smile back."We have to figure out how to make this.