.. not at all. Things that are true, never change...”“Oh, not you too!” Lara groaned.“What?”“I’m surrounded by philosophers these days!�...�“Says the mask maker,” Melissa quipped.Lara and I glanced at each other with wide eyes, and then guffawed.“Okay then... !”“Well, you asked!” Sarah said. “Now whose turn is it anyway?”Thankfully, there was no further talk of which particular masks any of us might have been thinking about. They’re all just personas, anyway!A little while later the phone rang.. After 3 of these and a light dinner I asked what she would like to do next. Sge suggested we take a ride down Sunrise and scope out the strip clubs. So off we went. The only one remotely interesting was one we had been to before for happy hours etc. So we slid in at the far end of the bar and the wife had another martini. As I'm talking to the manager whom I'd gotten to know I feel the wife take my hand and thinking she wants to hold hands I pay no mind. Next thing I feel is her wet pussy under. I shyly told her about my little fantasy I had been hiding for a few years which evolved watching her with another man. Her reaction was not as bad as I had feared, she told me that it was one weird fantasy and jokingly told me to get some professional help. As time went on I was able at least to get her to play along a bit with me and call me by another name in bed but that was about it. She was very open sexually otherwise and had been very active before we got married so I always held out. They lie down on a blanket, kiss, wife pulls him closer, his penis head is rubbing her pussy lips, his head slides inside her, he arches his back up, not using his hands, slides his penis head between her pussy lips, clit and teases her vaginal opening. He leans back, with his large penis head inside her moves his hips sideways, rubbing her g-spot, she comes again, breathing heavily. He slides inside, they tenderly with slow deep tongue kisses, after 30 minutes, he pulls out. His massive penis.