Tom drove forward, plunging into my wife’s pussy. The motion caused Dee’s mouth to engulf my cock. I felt her tongue swirling around my shaft, fel... her mouth trying to suck me dry. Never in our years of married life had she ever given me such an enthusiastic blowjob. When I plunged forward, Dee’s wet cunt would shove against Tom’s prick. Between us, Tom and I, we were pummeling my wife back and forth.I held Dee by her head and pounded into her. Tom held her by her hips and pounded into her. Dee. I went to town on those big knockers, burying my face in them and licking them all over. “Yah” she said, “That’s goot.” I thought so too. I kept it up for a few more minutes and then started to make my way down her belly to the top of her dress, which was pulled down to her waist.I reached up her leg to her crotch and she put her hand down to stop me. “Oh, you are a naughty man, if you want to do dat, you will half to pay.” Here we go I thought. “How much?” “Only 500 more, then we can do. His evening ritual had become quite an addiction since his wife’s working commitments took an ever-increasing strain on their sex life. Her recent attempt at setting up a catering business with her best friend, Rebecca, had seen her working ridiculously long hours and she was always too exhausted for sex. If he was lucky she would allow him to roll on top of her after a long day, and a few thrusts and grunts later, he was done. He couldn’t remember the last time his beautiful wife wrapped her. There was an out-building about 200 feet away. It turned to be what appeared to be originally a kennel for multiple dogs with a portion of the main inside building converted into a space that might have been used as a studio. She had pictures, canvasses, and paints s**tter around. There was a half bath built into the corner and a shower next to it that might have been originally used for grooming the dogs that were once there.When they stepped outside and looked out, they weren’t sure they knew.