She stoodand turned and noticed he was covered in soot and dirt.He’d taken his overalls and shirt off, but his under-trousers remained on, still...sporting a bulge in thecrotch. His torso, which was relatively athletic andquite hairy, was covered in filth. Dawn thoughtquickly.“I think you’d better have a shower,” she said to him.“No, it’s OK, really, I’d better….”“Nonsense” she said, ushering him back into the houseand pointing. So, it came as no surprise, at least to me, that I am where I am today. And where is that, you ask? At the foot of my marriage bed, watching some young, hung, bull fucking my middle aged wife, Sarah. How did I get here? It’s been a long journey, one that started in college. On scholarship, working in the Library, this very cute freshman came in looking for a book on reserve for students taking a particular Philosophy class. Unfortunately, all the copies were out. Fortunately, I had a personal. I got some courage inside to seduce her. I said wow good, she asked wow for what? I said u had romance with 3 persons till now na. Ha ha she said with naughty smile and later she asked didn’t u had any romance with any girls. I said no, she said I don’t believe u wantedly saying me like that, u have good physique and looks handsome how will girls leave u. I was blushing. She said ha ha feeling shy ah I’m just kidding Sidhu , I said I know, she said what u know really u look handsome I said. Geez! Did I not clean up at all? I wipe my penis off on the sheets and notice that my flaccid member is dripping. The fuck!?Pre-cum dribbles at a consistent rate out of my cock. I stroke it a little and some more drips out, but I don't get hard. I stare up at another poster, Kim K. This time I stroke with intent. Nothing. This could be bad. I stroke like my life depends on it. I feel a feeling build inside me, a slight pressure behind my cock. I feel it coming. "Yes, yes.... Ooooah" I cum. I.