She pulled out the butt plug and squirted lots of lube into my ass. Jane fucked my ass with what must have been a little dildo and asked me "Are you r...ady for the big boy?"Jane slid some sound-deadening head phones over my ears and left me there with an empty and hungry ass hole. I found myself wiggling my ass around in a invitation to anyone to fuck me.I thought I sensed some doors opening and closing and I felt my asshole which had been loosened by the butt plug clenching and unclenching. I. After sharing the information he coldly rose and exitedThe worried wife sought out my eyes looking for some meager compassion in this large and cold room. I quickly made my way to her side and put my muscular arm around her soft shoulders. Looking into her deep emerald eyes I calmly reassured her that someone cared; and that someone was me. In a soft and comforting voice I soothed her anxieties. As we continued to discuss her fears I felt her tenseness subside.After her trembling ceased I. Although English Law allowed her to clear of with the loot, it did at least release me from an obligation which, for her sake, I would never have dared publish.The story is loosely about live sex shows. In spite of a fantasy ambition I never was a porn star and although publishing this story would have embarrassed my wife, I do not intend to do likewise to my former employer. As to exactly why I was in Berlin will therefore remain undisclosed to the reader.By comparison with the “on tap” stuff. Polly threw her leg off Dave as she lifted her dress showing her cock asking “are you sure”? Porter looked at her cock saying, “I'm Damn sure you're pussy, Lady”! Polly giggled loudly as she got off Dave's lap. She laid back pulling her dress to her waist saying to Dave, “come get your pussy Baby”. Dave was on her in a flash, rolling her thighs back and thrusting hard! In a minute she said “Yes my Baby needs some pussy! Get it!....Get that pussy”! Dave was bucking into her roughly, she said.