Miller I do understand there was a hint of disappointment in his voice,I’ll tell you what how about you come over to my house as you normally do nex... Friday and instead of me going out with the girls,I can do you and the boys a meal and have a late celebration for your birthday how does that sound?That’s great Mrs. Miller I would love to come over next Friday,Ok I will see you then I did sense a difference in his voice when I asked him over,As the week went on my husband told that he was going. “God, this sun feels lovely now, do you mind if I go topless?” you ask with a smile.“Feel free!” the older man says, returning your smile, “We’re skinny-dipping!”“Are you really both naked?” you ask in mock surprise, “Then I’ll join you!” and you peel your bra off over your head and then reach down and strip off your panties, tossing them onto a rock at the stream-side.(At this stage I have to pull my cock out of my wife’s pussy as I am too close to cumming, so I kneel between her legs and. His hands on one side of my head, his crotch the other. I was scared for a good minute or two until I stopped resisting completely, at the end of the day it was already happening. After a good 5 minutes with groans coming from the guy, out of no where with no warning what so ever he shot his hot load in the back of my throat. The texture is something I could never describe, a slightly viscous liquid that was warm and slid right down my throat with a unique taste I didnt mind. I was convinced. I began to struggle again, but again it was useless. My husband had promised that his friend could fuck me and there was nothing I could do about it. His friend took my hand and slid it between us and I knew exactly where this was going. He pushed it down until I could feel his hard shaft against my hand. "Stroke it Hazel," he said, "you know you want to." I clenched my fist, determined I wasn't going to make it easy for them but the combination of his fingers forcing mine apart and the fact.