She crossed her arms covering her tits and quietly said a little. We can leave….I didn’t answer, just walked to the front of the couch to see who ...he guy was. What I saw was a twelve-inch cock hard as a rock still glistering with her juices." She continued with the story, "As I stared at his tool, I slipped and let the word “wow” out. He smiled and knew things were good. I then decided I wanted to play and told her no you don’t have to leave, but can I join. The guy replied with a yes, she. Since I stay alone I used to manage. But when I gave the towel just was returning I could see her with blouse and petticoat. The moment aroused me. She tried removing her blouse and saw me and asked me what I am doing.My heart started beating fast and hit my brain. I left and she removed the blouse. Once she removed I came again and saw her this time I went inside. She was stunned to see me and she was wearing bra and petticoat.She started breathing fast and she covered the body with both. I lean forward andtake the head into my mouth. His smell fills my nostrils, musky. Myhand is guided to the side and I feel a large cock in my other hand. Imove my mouth over and take it into my mouth, my lips opening widearound the head. I'm holding one cock in each hand and trying to bringthem off as quickly as I can, alternating with my mouth. I feel one handon my tits as my dress is pushed down. The blond guy leans back againstthe wall as I feel him start to erupt in my mouth. I swallow. Don't know. Maybe."A thought went through my head. Of what my wife had said to me. She had called me a lesbian. An old joke about the first thing a lesbian says after sex came to mind. The moving van will be here in an hour. Was I falling for this woman? We'd been together exactly one night."I'm sorry, Trish, I didn't mean to make you feel..." I apologized, standing up."Hey! I didn't say I didn't want to do it again!" Trish spoke rapidly, noting the crestfallen look on my face. "Just don't get.