He was fifteen years younger than me and it was obvious that he couldnt wait to get in my wifes pants. Through the crack in the closet I watched them ...mbrace and April helped him out of his shirt as he sat down on the bed. He then leaned on his elbows and instead of pulling his pants off she started a mini strip show for him (and me). She got right into it and even bent over and spread her pussy lips apart with her fingers to give him a perfect view of her snatch. He stripped down while he. I went home and she was rolling a couple of joints unaware of what I had planned out she lit one and passed it to me and asked if work was bad today,I lied and said it was fine knowing full well I never went and was off hanging with my buddy.She started up the laptop and I went to get some liquer out of the fridge,I made a couple of drinks and brought them back then I told her I had some xanax and she perked right up and she swallowed all four pills in one gulp with her drink.We watched a movie. "Georg smiled. "A man who comes home to the smells of those in his home is a fortunate man indeed." He surveyed the room. "Of course, a man who can sit in his home and make beautiful music with two lovely ladies is equally fortunate." We're just playing around, Mister Georg," Key said."As we did in my youth, Miss Key," He said. "Betta and her friends would sit and listen and laugh as my friends and I loved and lived and laughed with our music. To be free, to have the power to make music, it was. Using her name with the accompanying harsher tone really worked. Obviously startled she got busy straight away. I looked down in satisfaction as she released the still semi-flaccid cock from my pants. I noticed a slight movement in the shadows of a palm tree nearby and smiled to myself as the soft, warm red lips of the married white GILF closed around their first black cock. Suddenly we were lit up by a flash of light. It was hubby. He had followed us and took a photograph, but the shithead had.