I was pleased when she accepted my invitation for dinner and a movie. It had somewhat surprised her when I requested she wear a dress. In the past, wh...n she had gone out with her friends, she had usually worn jeans. I had to explain to her that we were not going to McDonald's and a drive-in theater. That was the kind of evening she was used to with her high school friends.When I picked her up early that evening, I went to her door as opposed to just blowing my horn in her driveway. A gentleman. I knew I would never change and therefore would never achieve the proper level of contrition to pass through the Christian gates of paradise. No, it was far better to speculate on the promised land of 72 virgins all waiting to meet my horny needs all chattering away in their various tongues.A few sordid words of satisfaction in my native tongue passed my lips and I could tell they discomforted the female on her knees in front of me as I felt her shoulders tense and she was trembling in fear. I needed to untie my wife and hide the sex swing. But Dwayne grabs me, “You’ve been fucking her, haven’t you?” I hesitate. “Yeh, that’s what I thought. Well, don’t worry, we’ll take care of her now. Which room is she in?”, he tells me, as I point toward our bedroom. he pushes me aside and both men go up the stairs as I quickly follow behind. As both men go threw the door, I notice Dwayne putting something on our dresser, but I lose track of it as he quickly turns to me, looks at the swing, then. I asked him to sit down close to “my wife”Then I begged him to feel Sondra’s pussy. He accepted my request and put two fingers into her now soaking wet pussy. I suggested he could kiss the bitch if he wanted.As he kissed Sondra’s red lips, I ordered her to unzip the man…As I made Sondra bend bent over Peter’s lap, I shoved three fingers in her now sopping pussy. Her head bobbed up and down on that hard cock as I finger fucked her.Peter came all of a sudden. Sondra swallowed some cum, but most.