Back in his apartment, he (carefully) put away his umbrella, hung up his jacket, kicked off his shoes and sat on the deacon’s bench to study the mir...ror. It looked so innocent hanging there; nothing the least bit unusual about it other than that it was a rare and beautiful antique.He was reluctant to say anything to it, afraid at once that the bearded image would and would not appear. He got up and made himself a cup of coffee, liberally lacing it with a double shot of Pedro Domecq brandy to. The dirty talk always gets me and it worked this time. I started thrusting hard, pounding her pussy. Watching her suck his cock just turned me on more. I squeezed her ass, occasionally slapping it as she rocked her body back and forth. Never had she felt so much pleasure. The feeling of two dicks in her drove her wild and she couldn’t contain it long. Her legs started shaking as she squirted all over my cock.“Oh fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Mmmm.”I had to do everything in my power to keep myself from. He was helpful around the house, helping clearing up after dinner, preparing the odd drink and snack for all three of us, when the opportunity arose. In fact it was a pleasure to have him around the house. He used our gym most days and worked out very well. Linda and I would wrestle at times when he was at college, not that we were hiding this from him it just worked out like that.Over dinner one evening Gary said, “I really like the gym it’s fantastic, I notice you have a large area of mats,. Im trying not to, but I had to be honest that I was loving the attention this perverted old fucker was giving my dick. I immediately decided that this was going to happen, and pulled my towel to the side and started caressing my balls. "Nice cock" he says. Walks over and slides his very warm, very moist hand over my dick. He lifts his leg up putting his foot on the seat, and I grabbed his shaft. He hardened up the rest of the way quickly. If I wasnt completely hard already, feeling his dick in.