She stroked my cock and walked away. After a while I started to relax and enjoy the music. I may have even dosed off. Then I felt a pressure on the be.... Someone was there. I called out but there was not reply. I felt fingertips running over my cock and it immediately responded. The fingertips started running up and down the shaft…I then felt a leg on either side of my head and could smell the sweet scent of my wife. No! Wait! This is not my wife – this woman has hair! Then the fabric of her. Before long, he pushed me to the floor between his legs and told me that if I wanted to be dominated tonight, I had to do whatever he told me to do. I was eager to listen. He helped me to undo his belt and pants and slide them down. Then he told me to suck his big cock. I love to suck him until he squirms and feels like he has lost control. I sucked on the head while using my hands to fondle and squeeze his balls and stroke the length of his cock which was slick with my saliva. I knew I was. Pretty soon I got tired from going so fast.I pulled out and laid on my back, but as soon as I did that Ruth came over and straddled my hips and started lowering herself down on my rod. After a few moments of her adjusting she turned so that her ass was facing my face. She slowly started fucking me cow-girl style. Every time she crashed back down I watched her ass jiggle up and down.After a minute or two she went all the way off my dick, she moved her body forward and impaled her ass on my dick.. Greg and I left about ten. Heand I drove towards my house, stopping out front. I turned to face him,seeing his eyes alight with anticipation. He leaned over towards me, and Ileaned towards him. Our lips met, gently at first, then a bit harder, withmore urgency. Before things got out of hand, I opened the door and wentinside. As I undressed I went over the entire night in my mind, but oneword kept leaping out. "Wife," was the word. I wasn't even a woman, andyet the thought that I might be a wife.