Please," I begged. "It's not like you haven't done it before." Cajoling hadn't worked and I hoped begging would."Brad! That was different," Becky repl...ed. "It was just you and me. Not in a room full of people." Becky, would I ask you to do this if I didn't think you would enjoy it?" I asked, tilting my head forward and looking at her over the top of my glasses."Well-- No. But it's so strange. I never thought of doing something like this in public," she replied, blushing slightly."It's not. Talk dirty like the slut that you are!" Si, please put your hard cock in my dirty wet slut cunt. Fuck me hard with you meat. Make me cum on your cock. Please do me now. I need your hard cock. Please put it in my dirty whore cunt and fuck me hard"I almost came listening to her, but instead I plunged my cock straight into your wife Al. She was very tight but very wet and I went balls deep with the first thrust. She gasped out loud. There was no fitness now, just a hard shag. I fucked your whore. If you dont want me to cum in your mouth, you had better stop. Im very close. June stood up, then she and July guided me to one of the recliners. They were both keeping a firm grip on me as if I might try to escape, although by now that was far from my thoughts. I was about to fuck June while my wife watched, and that was the only thing that I cared about. June lay on the recliner on her back and spread her legs. July pushed me forward,expecting me to plunge right in but I pulled back enough. 'I'll never know,' he giggled to himself.At that moment, alone in the ladies room, Frankie thought of Helen andwhere she was tonight. He saw an image of her, dressed to the nines, withGwen and some man having sex. He flashed to Gwen and what it meant to bewell endowed and briefly felt inadequate. What if his wife was having sex with the strange man and the transsexualright now. What if his wife was enjoying herself? Frankie was smart enough to put those images away. He was experiencedenough.