After some time she asked me innocently“Is it right or wrong what we are doing”I said ” Depends on need & persons” is we both want then its OK...between us.She said wouldnt be any problem cus of this?I told her “Not at all” if we both are ready.Then we kept quite for sometime. After that she told me ” I am not able to judge that its right or wrong”Then i hold her into my arms , gave her a kiss & told into her ear that there will be no problem darling everything is fair for love & sex.She melted. Ian didn’t seem to mind, as he kepttelling her how great it felt and complimenting her onwhat she was doing. As Alana continued her blow job, Ian turned to me andsaid, “You are one lucky son of a bitch to have such ahot wife. My wife rarely gives me head and when she doesit is nowhere near this good.” Hearing his, Alanaincreased her efforts, sucking and slurping his fatdick. After a few minutes, Alana took his dick from her mouthand looked over at me. She asked me if I wanted. Right in the middle of one of the worst blizzards any of us had ever seen—one morning, we heard an unexpected light knocking at our door."My God, "my Dad said, "Who would be crazy enough to be out in this weather? It's not fit for man or beast out there!"When my Dad tried to open the door, snow had drifted up against it so deep we had to kick the snow away before we could finally push it open.Looking out from our cozy warm living room, we saw a half frozen man, dressed in worn out clothes,. I'm wondering about something only a man would think of, well pragmatic men. With age come certain limitations. Virility wanes, even though the desire is strong, the apparatus may not function the way it used to. Not that I'm speaking personally of course! You're a young vibrant woman, how do you handle that?"It tickles me when males of any age or stage of virility puff out their chests, assertively displaying their masculinity like a magnificent Silverback, thumping his chest in a seductive.