" I told him "I guess I never found the right time to tell you what a dirty slut my wife is. After we'd visited you last time she told me she'd fancie... fucking you for a while. So if you feel up to it, why not fulfil her fantasy?" He looked at me totally lost for words. Slowly a slight smile crossed his lips and he nodded. The next guy against the wall was my mate. My mate fucking my wife! I loved watching it. I had such a hard on watching her. Some of the lads that my wife had already let fuck. Tom’s wife and their only child Jim Ed were attending a relative’s wedding in San Angelo. ‘We’ve had some fine times together, uh, Ernesto?’ Ernesto grabbed Tom’s hand. ‘Yes we have, Mr. Tom. You hold on. We will have some more good times.’ Then Tom died. Now, thirty years old, a 5-10,160 pound, medium colored Ernesto whistled as he marched the sidewalk, onto the porch, and opened the screen door. According to crepe myrtle lore, he had thirty years of good luck left. Jingling spurs on the. Then we can both wash up.”With that, she pulled off the curler wig and the phony teeth and showed me into the house and after taking my gift pointed me to the guest room bathroom.After washing up, I walked out to the kitchen and grabbed a seat.CC walked in, and the green was gone, and a smile that would light a dark tunnel was on her face. “I wore that get up to a Halloween party last year, knowing you have a sense of humor; I thought I would get you back for the 7:30 call. I was barely awake. She moaned loudly and I could see all lust in her face encouraging me to go by taking in all the pain. I wasn’t getting the comfort yet and did it till it was too painful. So I went to the bathroom and noticed that my penis skin was torn at the tip and that made me paranoid.Irritated, I was wondering what’s so special about sex. I came out and saw her who was in a better state than me. She showed me blood in her hands from her pussy. I was in a state of shock and sat there.She came out and.