? It was much more pronounced now, attesting tohow much she was enjoying what I was doing. I glanced over at Carla and Bob to see how they were doing,...nd not surprisingly, he appeared to be doing just as well with my wife as Iwas with his, if not better.? She too hadopened up her legs, even wider than had Sarah, and Bob was rubbing from the topof her crack all the way down and over her pussy.? Bob had what could only be described as a?shit-eating? grin on his face, no doubt spurred on by the. " Carol said. "Now I want you to fuck me with it. But not from the back the way you like it, like a dirty bitch dog. I want you to fuck me face to face."Carol arranged herself on her back with her head on the soft peach and white pillows, and her legs wide open. She reached to the side and grabbed another big pillow and slid it under her arse, raising her pussy high in the air. She beckoned me with her finger, then curled it round a slid it in to her pussy."Fuck me now, bitch and fuck me hard,. It’s not all the time it just hit’s me randomly. I was at a work function and my boss had to bring me my food because I couldn’t safely carry the tray as I now walk like a drunk at times. I told him if this shaking is going to be permanent I’m starting a stand up routine. If people are going to laugh at me the bastards can pay for the privilege. I’m thinking of calling it the either the “Fuck You, I’ve Got Weed” Or “If It Involves Titties I’m In” Tour.I freaked myself out. I misplaced my left. He's forty-seven years old. He's been feeling some arthritis in his knees recently. Maybe his body isn't cut like it used to be (and George was never a hunk, for heavens sake). Maybe he needs some reassurance of the female kind.On the other hand, I don't mean to be disloyal, but what does she see in him? I make love to him with an almost alarming regularity. We must do it several times a month. But I have to. I'm his wife. It comes with the job description.She has no such obligations. She isn't.