He then stepped upbehind my wife with barely a centimeter between his cock and her nowdripping pussy. He then pointed at his cock and I grabbed it at ...ts baseand pushing its tip to my wife's pussy. As instructed, and as I hadfrequently done with my own cock, I teased the outer folds of Sarah'spussy with the tip of Richard's cock. The moment wasn't lost on me thatI was holding this man's cock and using it to please my wife instead ofusing my own, but instead of any repulsion I was getting. Started chatting with double meaning dialogs and sex topics with her. At earlier she was very uncomfortable and refusing the topic but later she also started showing little interest in it.We continued our chats more and more.We use to hang out often for shoppings, movies, temples etc..By day passes we became very close one day I insist her to watch porn videos for that she scolded me very badly and I got very much scared. After this incident, I did not go to her house for few weeks.But my urge. So instead I rubbed my hands down her smooth, sexy back and tight round ass. Her hips were bonier than I remembered, but she hadnt been wearing revealing clothing so she must have lost some weight since she was much lighter than I remembered as well. After a minute though none of that mattered since Sonja had found her rhythm and started riding me with gusto, hard and fast. She also started squeaking softly each time she fully impaled herself onto me. I definitely didnt remember her doing that. His rock hard pecker stood strait up for me. I took it in my mouth, giving it one quick suck before dragging him over to the sink. I stood with my back to him, us both facing the mirror. I pulled his arms around me and began humping backwards. Seeming kind of dazed (I might have slammed his head against the door just a tad too hard.), he slowly humped me back. “Fuck me Bert!” I pleaded. He snapped to life and began to push in. He bent me over the sink so that my thighs rested on it and lifted.