. I imagined that old, perverted bastard, wanking in the toilet of the welness center, minutes after massaging my wifes ass. Those feeling turned into...a glorious round of sex, lasting, almost all night.After that, since I have a pervert mind, I told her, what her masseus is going to do next. I told her, that, but the 5th session, he will start focusing on her lower area, and that he will "accidentaly" start touching her pussy.So, it happened. Two days after that, she came back, all shocked.. I opened the door and stepped back to allow her to enter.As soon as she crossed the threshold, she dropped her purse on the table and draped her coat across the back of the chair, and then turned to stare at me."So, what brings you here?" I asked."I thought that maybe you'd prefer to spend the evening with a pretty girl over watching reruns," she replied as we embraced."You thought right," I answered and we commenced to kiss and hold each other and now we are back to the beginning of this. ” I replied, “He deserved some reward so let him deflower my virgin ass. You will also get opportunity.” And I also kissed him.He sat down near me by making space for him and began showing me the pictures taken from digital camera. The results were awesome. There were photos of me getting fucked in various poses. All of us enjoyed the photos. My ass was looking like India Gate.We ordered food to be brought in the cottage. The guys wrapped towel but did not let me dress. The food was served in. A ripple of breese disturbed the surface blurring and distorting the reflections from dots to wavy diamonds."Wow, now that was trippy"The warm south breeze moved him, away from the lake. Pushed north, he glided silently, a small heartbeat on the vastness of night. The Northern lights played blue and red, purple and gold, dancing in sensual sheets and seducing waves, drawing him, enticing him on. A fragmenting meteorite traced a furry bronze gold arrow across the night sky pointing him to the.