Once in our room my wife became an a****l I have rarely seen her so turned on she let the guy rip her clothes off before grabbing his cock and sucking...his like a mad thing. He threw her on the bed and wasted no time mounting her slamming his cock deep inside her. I was quite happy to watch but then she wanted me to lay down so she could mount me. she then told the guy to fuck her in the arse I was very surprised and she had never allowed another guy to do this. It felt amazing I could feel his. 'He has his father's attributes', I said, in part embarrassment, his erection was large, but Sara was unperturbed, 'He will make a lot of girls happy', she replied distantly, 'Can you keep a secret', she asked me, 'Sure', I replied, somehow I felt something really outrageous was going to be said, and it deeply affected me, 'I jack him off'.I could hear for the first time cars driving past, the silence was deafening, as Sara's words reverberated of my internal skull, 'That's', I stopped short of. And surrendered.Vanessa had been twirling my nipples the whole time. Fortunately I can multitask so my body was tinglingly aware. Vanessa slid her hand in a southerly direction and it was my turn to sigh.Vanessa whispered, “Walker.”“Yes.”“Winter is so ... moist. You got her Walker-wet, my love. So excited.”Walker caught his breath. New conversational territory. My heart was racing too.Vanessa continued pushing. She twirled her middle finger around in me. Like she does. I knew that Walker could. One evening, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my workout. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some guys wear towels around their waist, and flip flops on their feet, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 shower heads on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad student, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung my towel on the hook, and turned the water on, and.