‘Joe said you were having some problems with the sink and the stove?’ I notice that he is just a little taller than me. His hair is slicked back, ...he streaks of grey giving him a noble and aristocratic look somehow. I cannot guess at his age. Maybe forty? His skin is weathered and I suspect he is a bit younger than he looks. I wonder if he smokes. ‘Oh. Yeah.’ I try to gather my thoughts. He grins again, radiating a kind of shimmering heat. ‘Well, I came up to take a look. From now on you can. Then my wife went to her knee while Suri started fucking her and the other guy put his cock in her mouth. I went close by. She held my cock and started playing with it.Since this was the first time Suri was doing all this with my wife, he cummed in 5-6 minutes and took his cock out of her pussy. I signaled the other guy that it was his turn to enjoy. But to my surprise, he took out an oil bottle from his pocket at that moment.I realized that he was specifically here to fuck my wife and that too. I think I moaned when he kicked the engine to life. # You want to know how it felt? You have to try it. You have to press yourself intimately up against the power and feel it rumble against that most secret part of yourself. You have to feel the unyielding metal holding you open, exposing you. You aren’t you anymore, not when this happens. Something more and something less, maybe. I don’t know. But I held tight to him, to the stranger, pressing my face against the leather of his jacket as he. Angela's cries of pain soon changed into louder cries of pleasure as Janet enforced slap after slap against her bottom. Her sobbing and crying were now cries of pleasure, of delight.“My goodness, just as I expected, you're such a pain slut aren't you?”“Oh yesss...mistress...spank me, spank me, harder, harder”Janet didn't need to hold Angela down anymore as she heard the entreaties for even more pain. With her now free hand she started to massage her sopping wet pussy, her leather fingers.