Dan rewound the tape and watched again, and again, and again. He would pause the color visual at certain points to dwell on her sex, on her legs, on h...r breasts. His cock was hard, so very hard from watching. He slid his slacks and jockey shorts below his knees as his hand wrapped around his needy erection. It felt like a steel rod, so hard, so wanting to be inside the sex he watched, the sex he desired. As he stroked up, then down, slowly, then faster, he imagined he was inside her, lying atop. When ever one lesbian would get tired fucking my ass she would unstrap the dildo and hand it to another lesbian and they would fuck my ass this went on till I felt like I was going to cum real hard but instead of cumming I shit all over the place.My asshole was so stretched out I couldn’t tell what was going on. I got up and cleaned the mess up and took a shower and when I come back out the lesbians was fucking my wife in the ass and pussy. They started laughing at me and said, “I guess we. Stop! I ordered. She did as told and watched me as I stepped outside and let myself back backward onto the snow bank. I could feel the snow through the thin fabric of my nightie, but the fires of passion burned too bright within me for me to feel any cold. You know what to do, I said as I spread my legs and beckoned her forward with my index. A smile curled her lips as she got on all fours and shuffled over to me. With her head between my thighs, all she has to do is outstretch her tongue and. Maybe ten customers all day and none since lunch. Then, in the middle of that sultry afternoon, The Rack walked in. She was a real bombshell, probably about ten years older than me, and her boobs were incredible. They were huge and yet appeared to be firm, no hint of sag. She wore a peasant blouse and there was a real strain on the neckline, I can tell you. She’d come in search of new heels and I helped her try on various styles and colors. Unfortunately, she was wearing slacks and so I was.