The car he drives was an Audi. Meanwhile, the other one was a regular Sedan.“Are you sure things will be alright with your husband?” he asked.“Y...ah, don’t worry about that. I’ll handle it,” I said.“I’m sorry if I disappointed you. I might not be the right guy to satisfy your needs,” he said.“No, no, it’s alright. Compared to my husband, it was way better.”“Thanks for saying that. I stopped having sexual intercourse a long time ago. Now that I’ve had one with you, I’m interested in sex. I was paying more attention to her body than to the ball. I let her win a few sets but we both knew that I was the better of the two.After we finished the last game we were going to play for the day, she told me she had a great idea. She said that she knew of a single court up in a wooded area that not many people knew about. She asked me if I would drive us up there so we could have some more “fun.” I found out later what she meant by that. We hopped into my car and she started giving me. I let my head fall back against the smooth, cool surface of the sofa, and wait for whatever he will say. ‘So…’ I smile. Always a pause before the words that will jumpstart an erotic conversation. ‘Penny for your thoughts…’ ‘Have you ever met any of your friends from here?’ I type. ‘Yes,’ he replies, after a pause. ‘A long time ago.’ ‘And?’ I prod, anxious to hear more. ‘What do you want to know?’ ‘What was it like? What happened?’ I watch him tell me what he’s doing: ‘smiles, folds arms.’ ‘We. After a few strokes of husbands cock in the wife I started playing with his balls with my right hand. It is a little tricky licking pussy when there is a big hard cock thrusting in and out of it and over the next couple of minutes I turned my attention from the wife’s pussy to the husbands balls. He had mentioned in our online conversations that he didn’t have any interest in being fucked by a guy so I didn’t venture to start playing with his arsehole. The husband was enjoying the attention I.