We had a nice meal and some wine. I made sure to bendin front of him, nearly revealing my nipples severaltimes and I could feel his eyes on my ass whe... I bentover, which I did often. I suggested we go sit in theliving room and we did so. We were drinking wine withsome music on and the feeling was getting very cozy. When I sat down in the chair across from him, I let myskirt ride up my legs. As I crossed my legs, I know hegot a glimpse of my shaved pussy. I know because hiseyes nearly popped out. I had to fish around inmy underpants, looking for Mr. Johnson. It was as though he had gottenlost in the folds of cotton material. When I located him and pulled himout, he seemed half his normal size. He really had shrunk. "Must just becold in the place tonight," I thought. "The air conditioning must be uptoo high." It hadn't really seemed that cold, but I couldn't think ofanother explanation for my shrinking manhood.I went into the bathroom again when I got home that night after my. “But then I imagined you in them and I realized it was all right.”She stroked his ass cheeks, gently, then kissed them, one by one. Tony gripped the pillow hard, fighting to remain control.He felt her nose probe into the crack of his ass. At that point his knees gave way, and he collapsed on the bed. “It is okay. Lie down,” she said soothingly, pushing his feet upward. He moved back up to the bedhead, while she lay down between his legs. She put her hands on his ass cheeks again and gently. So he made Ana lay on her back onto the bed and spread wide her smooth thighs for him.Bertrand climbed between my wife’s legs and he turned around to look at me. I was still jerking off my own dick there outside.“Are you sure you want me to fuck your slutty wife, man…?”Bertrand asked me politely, as he massaged his huge black cock.“Just go ahead… fuck her as she deserves it…” I hissed quietly.He asked Ana if she had felt a black cock in her before and she told a little lie, answering she had.