He edged himselt with an uncanny expertise. A cuck's expertise. Seeing this man push in to his wife gazing at his muscled butt and hearing her low gut...ural moan was just amazing.Carlos grinned enjoying the sweet rapture of giving a woman what she doesn't get from the man she married. He had heard his friends and coworkers brag about such couples but wasn't sure they weren't telling lies. He had dreamed of this lie and even masturbated to it. But he was now living that fantasy. And Karen was. Maybe I’m just a perverted guy, but I always wondered why they acted the way they did. A normal person would have just deemed it normal behavior, but for some reason, I didn’t. Possibly, I was just being shallow. But I’d never interfered with anything they wanted to do, ever. I’d leave them alone if they wanted, or let them go out. I felt like their father half the time, telling them they shouldn’t stay out too late. But one night, just once, I decided to check up on them. I didn’t even know. Got my tissues handy in my left hand, got my right hand around my cock, I'm ready to go.So, off to the fantasy. Lorraine is there, sat on the worktop, her crotch is at waist height. She's wearing a little black nightclubbing dress (as I've seen her wear when we are on nights out) and no knickers. She beckons me over and spreads her legs. Her pussy is wet already. No pubes. She scoots over to the edge of the worktop and spreads her lips with her fingers. She takes my cock in her other hand and. I can't ever imagine not being with Josh. I love him so much!" You don't need any of these dresses to be beautiful. However, this one does make you look like an angel." With a deep sigh, he continued, "I guess an out-of-this-world price is to be expected. I'm glad your sister is only fourteen. That will give me time to pay for this wedding."Shelly knew he was just joking. Her father was happy for her and wanted her wedding to be everything that she wanted it to be. This teasing was his.