I had to go to his city, strangely, for a job interview. I knew he was over 50 years old and single. So, before I planned my trip I wrote him a messag..., saying that I was coming down for a day and would he be kind enough to do an astrological reading for me. I received no reply and had almost reconciled to my fate, when I got a message after I had reached the city and was on my way back from the interview. He said he would be delighted and so I called him to the 3 star hotel I was staying at. I. "And my response to myself, “You are a sick person, you are standing here with a hard on, listening to your wife and her friend talk about her sex life, in a funeral home."So the wine must have kicked in because the next thing I heard was my wife asking, “Does he have a big cock.” I couldn’t believe my ears.The response was, with a little chuckle that I heard, “Not long but a fat one.”The wife said, “I always wanted a fat cock but never had the opportunity.”I couldn’t believe my wife kept using. Deeper into her soft cringing belly, his youthful cum- filled balls slapping hard against the nakedly raised cheeks of her upturned buttocks.With a blinding mixture of awe and joy, Kitty whimpered beneath the rapidly building tension of his unrelenting young cock, her inner sensations set off as the bloated, mushroomed head of his penis solidly nudged her sensitive cervix. Her whimpers became unmistakable little cries of passion, cries that she did not even try to hold back, their very wailing. Coke, if they have it." Lisa then disappeared into the bathroom as Diana got up and started for the door.A few minutes later Diana came back in carrying two cokes and a plastic bucket of ice. She set the ice and one of the cokes on the table then carried the other over to the bathroom. The two of them had been very casual while they lived together, often not bothering to close the bathroom door if only the other one was around. So Diana didn't think anything about opening the door and setting.