“Hey, you wanna go down in the basement and raid the rest of my dad’s beers?” Sean asked me.“Yeah, sure!” I responded excitedly.I followed h...m through the back door that led into the basement. I noticed his ass through the soccer shorts he was wearing. I shook my head to get any thought of that out of mind.I plopped down on the couch in their semi-finished basement and Sean opened his dad’s beer fridge and tossed me a can. I opened it and took a swig as he sat down on the other end of the couch. She sucked hungrily as her hands rubbed and squeezed the doctor’s tits. Doc slowly released her pussy grip on the rubber dick and slowly pulled it from my wife’s dripping cunt. She then started kissing the inside of Kim’s knees down her thighs to her wet pussy lips. I watched her tongue slide up and down the parted wet slit, stopping only to stick her tongue deep inside her honey hole to lick all the sweet juices that were flowing. The sounds of my wife moaning in pleasure and seeing her pussy. He suggested to Alex that they go out to meet some real tgirls."Hey that's going too far man", protested Alex"Why dude. We like looking at em don't we? And we live in Manchesterwhich is like England tranny central. Why don't we just go down CanalStreet on a Saturday night, visit a few clubs and see who is about?" Because there is a reason Canal Street is said to be in the GayVillage, it's a gay place man and I am not gay"."Shit Alex no one said you were gay and I am not suggesting we. Then on Friday evening she texted and asked me immediately after my practice, “Why didn’t you come today? I was hoping to see you where we met.”I conceded that she was showing interest and replied in a flirty manner. She first said flirt with your girlfriend not me. But, then I said I don’t have one jokingly. She said it isn’t possible and then she too flirted in reply and we went on till night. I visited the place we met on Saturday at same time i.e. 10:30 am, but I couldn’t see her. I texted.