I had done it on perhaps 2 to 3 occasions with Gary since the end of that relationship. But for the most part, I abstained. I wasn't really concerned ...bout myself, I just did not want this to get out of hand.Gary was not a real druggie, he only messed around on rare occasion, but Lisa loved the stuff and I knew when I saw her that trouble might be at hand. After discussing this subject, he said that he knew that Carla liked to show off her body and he also felt like she liked to watch others. . WTF... I looked over at my wife and now the girl is standing up between her legs and I focused on the sound of their bodies hitting each other... shit my wife is getting fucked with a dildo while I.... she grabbed my dick, her grip was hard but damn, she slowly started jerking me... Wife still hasn't made a sound. I watched as she was asked to turn on her stomach, when she did, the masseur pulled her down so her feet could meet the floor while her body rested on the table, that was the first. It was a continuous onslaught inside her. She would not relent in her efforts to suck every last drop of my liquid from me. I think her hands were somehow connected as well. I began losing feeling in my fingers as she kept squeezing my hands. I began pulling out of her but her legs lifted up and wrapped around mine. She pulled me back in with another hard pound. She jumped a bit at the feeling of the abrupt movements inside her. Slowly, the rolling hills inside her fell into plains. We. Father would not buy us jeans and was always insistent that we wore a shirt and tie around the house. I managed to get Adam t take off his tie once we were on the train, but he still looked far too smart for a lad of is age.I was in a short sleeved green nylon shirt and trousers with my blue bomber jacket of which I was very proud and had bought with my first wages from the Navy.We found Andrew, propping up the bar and he offered us both a pint of beer. The Landlord questioned how old Adam was.