However when I turned 40 approximately, life was very good and I was very relaxed - a good job, fabulous husband, girls had left home and I started to...become more and more sexually active. I needed an orgasm every day and unfortunately my husband was slowing down considerably having turned 60. He was such a darling and tried his best and most mornings I could climb on his ‘morning glory woody’ but he couldn’t always cum which made my own inevitable orgasm less effective. I could orgasm at the. She inserted first one then two fingers in her vagina and pumped them vigorously. Her eyes were partially closed, her body shone with a light sheen of perspiration. Her breath whistled through her partially opened mouth.She pulled her fingers from her pussy and suck them clean. All the time she held my eyes with an unmotherly sultry look. My cock was painfully hard as I watched her lascivious display.“Your father used to love watching me finger fuck my pussy,” she simpered. “He doesn’t watch me. She reached down and stroked Michaels enormous, pulsing member through his trousers. She so badly wanted it in her mouth or her pussy despite being extremely tired. 'Your turn' she whispered sleepily. 'No Jade, your too tired' he chuckled, ignoring his aching hard cock, 'Would you like me to carry you to your bed babe?' Michael asked. Jade mumbled something, defeated. Michael took this as permission. He lifted her up gently, grabbing her clothes off the sofa as he went. she rested her head on. As I enter I notice clothing strewn throughout the house like a trail. Some men's clothes, some I recognised as Cathy’s. The trail leads me to our bedroom. As I get closer I'm hearing moans of pleasure. The sexual kind. The bedroom door is barely cracked open. As I quietly push it open, I can see my wife Cathy on her hands and knees in the doggy position. Behind her is a large black man ramming his huge cock into my wife. His cock had to easily be 9-1/2 to 10 inches long. I recognize the black.