If this was really June of 1957, I'd only been smoking for less than a year. I could quit smoking, and I was determined to do so. I took my shower, sh...mpooing my hair three times, to make sure that I got all of the goop out. I shaved, cutting myself three times with the safety razor that I used in 1957. I tried combing my hair with a side part that I'd used most of my adult life, my other life, but the hair was just too long to look good in a part.I got myself dressed after my shower and went. Inside the car Tom was going crazy. If only he could reach the lever to lift the seat, then he could get out. He could see it but there was no way to reach it, even if he hadn’t been cuffed to his own balls. Tom was started to think that he’d be spending the night in her car, when he heard the locks click open and saw Hannah standing above him wrapped in her back silk robe. She opened the door and pulled open her robe to reveal her naked body. She had showered and smelt of both soap and. The husband was still on the phone and Laura was looking at Antonio’s pants alternating some looks on his eyes as well. Antonio was feeling nervous, but horny. In his mind was thinking about fucking Laura in every single and possible position that he knew and could ever think. He was thinking about burying his face between those beautiful tits, play with her nipples, sucking them hard. Unfortunately Maurizio’s yells woke him up from the dream and he run to the kitchen to get the order for. After the third one had finished, they moved aside and I could finally see what was happening to my wife. The three men had her on her knees, a hard cock thrust up into her cunt while another was buried deep inside her ass. The third cock was in her mouth as as she sucked it, the other two cocks fucked her. The three of them were moaning and groaning loudly as they fucked and my wife seemed to be the loudest. What a sight, watching three men fuck my wife at the same time. I didn't have.