Something else that I kept to myself was my secret 'Porn Stash', a leftover from my bachelor days. I had all manner of magazines which fed my fantasie... with their themes of the BDSM, the like of which I had enjoyed in the dungeons of my mistresses. Others had the recurring theme of cuckoldry and the dissatisfaction of wives who took lovers because their husbands were so inadequate. That was a scenario that stuck with me whenever I was wanking in the bathroom (or in the spare room where I kept. I was slowly torturing her, by fingering her and leaving, I would open the curtains when I knew the mailman was coming so he could see, etc. Then on the last time I opened the curtains and went outside to peek in, not realizing I had locked myself out, and left the bedroom door open. All I could do was watch as Marve walked in and had Peggy tied up with her ass in the air, all for the taking. He started to lick her ass and pussy and I swear I could hear Peggy moaning and screaming through the. He washed the rest of my body and I washed him, spending a lot of time making sure his cock and balls were clean. Although he went soft after cumming, he was still very horny and he pinned me against the shower wall. He kissed me passionately our tounges exchanging saliva while his hands were massaging my boobs and pinching my hard nipples. Our lips eventually aparted and he then said that he is real turned on and wants to fuck me. I was real horny as well and also wanted a good fuck but I told. He bit the rim of her ear when she gave him a firm squeeze. They both moaned as she rubbed herself against his thigh while searching for his mouth. She sent her tongue deep into his mouth, licking his teeth and gums until his tongue rolled over hers, and then they took turns flicking out at one another."Time to fuck," John rasped, after tearing his mouth from hers."Good idea, what's your name again?" She asked, laughing lewdly."John," he said seriously, as he hoisted her skirt up around her.