Anyway, I had just reversed in and stopped when the front door opened and this vision appeared. She was gorgeous, her blond hair piled on top of her h...ad, her tall, slim figure clothed in a dress that fitted like a glove and highlighted a figure to die for. The dress had the fashionable one shoulder strap and was cut low enough to reveal a pair of breasts that were the perfect size and shape for her figure. And the way that she walked, it had catwalk written all over it. I stood by the car and. Now it was proudly standing tall at nine and a half inches. The only thing missing, I thought, was me dressed up as his little cock sucking whore. I took the swollen purple head into my mouth and began running circles around it with my tongue as he closed his eyes, leaned back and softly moaned with pleasure. I slowly began working up and down the shaft, trying to get more and more of it into my eager mouth, but it kept bottoming out at the back of my throat four inches in. My own little boner. I really haven't got a clue what is going on but Jane just starts sucking him and worshipping his cock. This was crazy but the crazy thing was I was hard and really turned on.It seemed to last forever but it only took a minute before I heard Jane say I need a good fucking...... That was it he pushed her back on the table, pulled her dress up and spread her pussy wide open. I heard her gasp then scream fuck me that's big! Then it happened, this young hung guy proceeded to fuck Jane so deep and. I walked around, grabbed a beer, some chips and found a Netflix movie....Geralds game....THAT did not relax me...Some hours later I got a sms. My wife. "I am at our bar, you know, since this is our game ;o)"A hour later, new sms. A picture of an old guy...I blinked...old...looked like 70 years.....I blinked...what the fuck....New sms, a smiley...yes darling, a secret I have. Fantasy....he say his "tool" works just fine....New sms, picture of a huge guy. Big, big belly, big arms. Fat and strong..