Her crotch hung wide open from the positioning of her legs over the two black men's with an array of black fingers disappearing into her pussy. Paul g...t on his knees in front of her and asked the two men beneath her to pull her arms to the center of her back. He then asked they pull down causing her back to arch even more and her tits to jut out lewdly in Paul's face.Paul then removed a ball gag from his coat pocket and placed it in my wife's mouth and proceeded to strap it tight around the. "How is that?" Jack inquired."It's alright, I guess," I replied.I looked over at Anna, and she wasn't enjoying it very much. I guess because I wasn't so into it, so I did something for my wife. I put my right hand into his boxers, and pulled out his cock. It wasn't as big as mine, but that was probably a good thing in my case. I stroked it for a minute, and actually kissed Jack. I guessed I'd know how far I'd take it, when it happened. I couldn't predict how much we'd do, but Anna had some. A few drinks, a couple of joints followed by a few more beers and he found himself entering a club that, under normal circumstances, he would have avoided like the plague. The first surprise was that instead of a bouncer standing at the door inviting guys in to see ‘the show’ there was a rather mousy-looking middle aged woman, in an outfit that wouldn’t turn any masculine eyes, standing at the entrance with a bored look on her face.?Well, are you coming in or not?? she asked with a cigarette. Before my cock demanded to be tugged again, I plunged under the water and soaped myself. I thought about Warren, out for his run, the sweat coating his skin and soaking into his clothes. I also wondered what he'd look like buried balls deep in my wife. Magnificent, I thought to myself; I bet it'd look fucking magnificent. I plunged a slippery finger into my ass, making sure it was well cleaned out. Would I let him fuck me? I wasn't sure. Since being married, the only thing that had been up.