I almost didn't even notice my husband slowly stroking himself in the back. I made eye contact and asked him, "Do you like what you see? Do you like s...eeing your wife's pussy being filled to capacity with another man's monster cock?" He nodded in the affirmative as I smiled and licked my lips and said, "I thought so."Ryan pushed me off and told me to lie face down on the passenger seat so I awkwardly repositioned myself as did he, behind me. He pushed that fucking donkey cock inside me again and. He would wash her hair gently, careful not to get any soap in her eyes…wash every inch of her body in and out. Then he would dry her with a large, warm, fluffy towel. Dry her hair…brush it carefully. Dress her in a warm gown…carry her back to his bed…tuck her in…kiss her good night. Hold her in his arms until she drifted off to sleep. Not a word would pass between them from the moment he came on her face until she fell asleep. It seemed like such an odd ritual, it had confused her at first. It. He placed the tea on the table and pulled out the chair next to mine, as he sat down he showed a generous amount of tanned toned thigh.We started discussing the car he enquired about as he perused brochure I had given him. He was getting closer and I could feel his knee resting against mine, I glanced down and I could see even more thigh as his robe opened more.As we were discussing the car, I felt his hand on my leg, it started moving towards my crotch. I tried to retain my composure, which. He was so nervous, butterflies in his stomach, legs wobbled as he walked. He felt like his head was going to explode. He glanced over at the couch against the wall. He looked back at coach and Simms just smiled at him. “Want to have a seat Tony?” . “ No. I’ll stand thanks” Tony answered. Simms continued, “ It’s been a while and I was disappointed when you quit the team Tony. You really let the team down. You let me down. What do you have to say for yourself?” Tony was caught off guard. He was.