He just went between her and inserted his dick and started to pound her. I could see my wife’s eye roll in pleasure and she pressing her boobs hard....I thought whether my wife was made a slut or was she already a slut and what am I. I am seeing my wife fucked by 4 people and still I didn’t get any anger, just so horny on seeing her fucked.After 10 minutes he drained his cum in her again and fell beside her. Cum was drooling out from her pussy and she was tasting it in her mouth with her hand.I. 'You're so sexy'I bit my lip. Apparently that was the correct move as he pulled me closer to him. My naked pussy touching the denim of his pants,my shirt showing the tips of my tits.Then he kissed me. I shouldn't say kissed. His tongue entangled with mine.Every movement,every breath that he took made me go wild.He was sucking the life out of me. I could feel the swell of his cock,and to put it simply,it was huge.'I don't think that can even fit in me',I whisperedMichael groaned in reply. It was. I sent her off in my Cadillac, and told her we would go to the finest restaurant in the city for dinner and cocktails later. She called me twice that day at my ofice during breaks, and said she was excited about our "date."She got back to the house before I did, and when I came in, she was in the shower. I mixed two cocktails, brought them up to her room, and left a note saying I was next in the shower. I couldn't help noticing the clothes she wore that day neatly arranged on the bed - the pink. .” he spluttered, unable to finish the question.“Hey, it sounds like fun.”“Jesus Christ! All these years and I thought I knew you and now you’re turning tricks in a bar? What the fuck is wrong with you?”Barbara pointed a finger at him. “Hey, nobody said anything about turning tricks. It’s just like you said earlier, I’m not a pro, but an amateur.” He blinked at this, but kept staring, nonetheless. “Listen, I don’t know how you’re handling things these days, and I haven’t asked, but you know.