The crowd gathered around my naked wife. She was extremely exhausted after masturbating in front an audience of forty-seven men, many of which were total strangers to us. The huge black dildo, dripping with her aromatic white foam, attested to her many pleasurable orgasms.
My beautiful wife Sharon and I have been happily married for two years. Wherever we go, my sexy wife draws admiring glances like a magnet attracts nails. I often fantasized about watching her with other men, but she seemed so straight-laced that I was sure she would never go for it and kept my fantasies to myself. Or perhaps I was afraid that I would become jealous. I'm not sure which it was. She is a wildcat in bed, never giving me anything to complain about, so I was quite content with the status quo.
Bloody planes! I'd been away on a three-day business trip. No fun, no action, and three days away from my wife. Not good. I always missed cuddling up to her long legs and incredible *ss. She never wore anything to bed either. Just that smile and the glint in those cock-sucking eyes that tell me when she's in the mood.
