” He is pulling something. Something big. A machine of some sort. He put it at the foot of the bed. I feel him fingering my pussy, a mess from his ...opsicle. Lube. Warm lube. Two fingers, finger fucking me slowly. Then he stops. He shows me a dildo, black and shaped like a huge cock. It had to be 10” long and twice as thick as any cock I had actually had in me. He offers me a lick. I try to spit at him, but can’t muster any saliva. He is back to fingering me, using two and then three fingers. Next morning on Sunday I woke up trying to make sense of what happened, I texted her to see if everything was ok, which she answer YES. So that's that.On Monday I took the courage and go to her apartment and apologies for the actions I made on her and the lack of respect to her house and husband (at the end, he is my friend). She responded to me that everything was ok, that she never thought about cheating his husband, etc... but she kept looking me with that horny look. So immediately my head. ”“Well, if you like it, we’re definitely going to explore it in private,” I said. “But, if you like it, my audience also will want to see it.“I’ll look into finding a catalog for leather and bondage stuff.” The following Sunday, Samuel, and Evan happened to walk around the pond as I was swimming. I was trying to take advantage of one of the last warm weekends before Fall really set in.I’d been in the pond for 30 minutes or more, naked as usual. At one point I turned toward the deck and saw. With one hand I reach down and rub her clit as the other goes up and holds Amy’s throat and I move in pushing my throbbing hard cock up sliding deep inside and with hard thrusts I begin to fuck her with every inch. Pressed up against the glass with my cock pumping Amy hard I just look and talk dirty to her about her being fucked for all to watch and I know she loves it.Without slowing or stopping I pound her non stop up till I feel her legs shake and all the normal signs of her about to cum so.