Near home, there was an elegant saddle shop. Some of the mansions nearby kept horses, and this shop catered to that clientele. I had only been there o...ce, but I knew they had the real thing. I had also wondered how many of these crops, whips were actually used on horses, and how many on ... a different kind of chattels.I browsed around the shop, and, under the pretext of making a wall decoration, bought a springy crop, a long bullwhip and a flat leather strap, of the type favored by the. Her breasts, larger than Barbara's and natural, felt strange against my chest. I was slowly fucking her when Barbara sighed and turned her head toward us to watch through her post-orgasmic haze. I, too, watched, and my mind recorded every nuance as I fucked the sloppy and well-used cunt of my friend's wife. I wondered how many men had been there before me, and how many men my wife had used for her pleasure. Tim rolled off Barbara to lie on her far side and stroked her ass absent-mindedly as he. It projected its light inside their room and onto the sidewalk just one floor below. Rich ordered her to stand on the window sill. She opened the bay window, with the frame just below her perky tits, her vagina and long legs in clear view for all passersby below. Rich grabbed the coffee table and pulled it next to the window and quickly stood on it. He pushed her head out of the window, cars and pedestrians passing by, as he shoved his cock back into her. Callie was moaning even louder now,. I didn't know what to say and just sat there. She shrieked and turned to cover herself with her hands. She ran off to the toilet and shut the door. I was really hard now and couldn't believe what I had just saw with my eyes. She looked amazing and I never wanted her more than I ever did at that point. I took the towel over to the bathroom and hung it on the handle. Told her that it was okay and that the towel was there to cover herself. She opened the door slightly took the towel and wrapped.