We all knew what she was doing kissing both of us at once. I had seen his balls fill her, but now she was ready to be emptied of his slimy gift. That ...as my job.With my hands guiding her she lowered herself those few inches to my lips. I kissed her nether lips. I was gentle at first, loving as I could be. I meant it, between the two of us we knew she was my wife again, the slut turned to vapor. But I had a job to do, so gentle loving didnÔt last long. I reasserted myself. Soon I was eating her. Then I felt it being pulled out and away and he said “Let me lube it up a little and put it back in.” He replaced it with a bigger one! I felt it touching me and it started to push into me. “Whoa! What are you doing?” “Just helping you get ready. Craig and Sharon are coming back.”I heard Sharon say “Be gentle!” I looked over and Craig had moved behind Sharon and she was bent over an arm of one of the chairs. He was fucking her from behind. He had his hands on her ass and said “OK Sharon, are. “Yes. I’m not sure it’s the smartest deal I’ve ever made, but I took the set in trade for an electric guitar and a big amp. I got the impression the young guy who owned the drums was driving his parents and the neighbors crazy. I hope he doesn’t deafen them with the amp he took. It can knock down small buildings if he isn’t careful,” he chuckled.“I need some guitar strings, so I’ll see you at the counter shortly,” I explained.I found what I was looking for within a minute or so and headed for. I feel bad about how I spoke to him this morning, but I was entirely frustrated. Honestly, it wasn't about my hair. My hair has been the bane of my existence since I was like five, but everyone else loves it and from past experience I know I look like a fucktard with short hair. So I keep it long and the curls just have a mind of their own and I manage it as best I can. Interestingly, older guys are starting to tell me that it's sexy. Go figure. But I have a bigger issue than my hair. Pete.