.. I hated living in those fucking tiny staterooms. Anyway, those tame, clean shows made us nothing but tired... no money at all." Yep." We have a goo... thing going here, my dear... a very good thing... a way for us to retire like real people."Roger, with feet propped on a dingy old ottoman, glanced around the ancient cluttered dressing room and wondered just how good things truly were. He rubbed his eyes in exhaustion. He had a lot invested in the show now. He stretched his arms back and. Intrigued now he stuck his head into his son's room, curiosity consuming him now as his cot was also empty.Hearing the music he turned towards the bedroom, pushing open the door slowly to reveal the bed. Queen size and also scattered with rose petals, the candle light flickering playfully over the bed, though that’s not what drew his attention. His eyes travelled up the black silk stockings encasing slender legs, his eyes roamed over the black lace panties, past the garter that held the. But it probably was what he thought and I didn’t want to know the rest. He took a deep sigh and went to the fridge to get a beer. “There are porn videos on the computer by the way. Like, three or four months now,” he said and popped open the beer. What the fuck did he just say? Porn? fuck, he saw that fucking video. One video out of thousands, what were the odds.“Is that how you found out,” I asked. “No. it’s how I have been keeping track though. Cheating wife, Cuckold Porn. You show up a fair. Mmmmmm so good, I could sense that today was going to turn into an afternoon of tasty treats. After playfully poking it at JJ's arse, I had taken my cock in hand as it stood like a tent pole and was giving it some slow masturbating strokes.The girls were all giggling and still seemed to be unaware that JJ & I were now standing not more than fifteen to twenty meters away on the edge of a slight bend in the track. Having caught up with them, we were captivated by their unpretentious display. It.