- Why?- Mike tried to mount me.- Oh.. did he.- Yes.. I mean no, he tried but I didn’t allow him.- That worth watching.- You are sick.- Well, why don...’t you breast feed those poor puppies now while I watch?- And if Mike tried to do something funny?- I am here, I love to see.- You want me to fuck our dog?- No, put if he did that will be something worth watching.- Careful honey, this might go wild.- No problem, I like to see that.- Now?- Why not, it will be a fantasy come true.- You will hate me. We each grabbed our cocks and began jerking the shit outof them. Missy moved her hands to her pussy and begansticking three fingers in and out, as fast as she could. I increased my speed, moving my hand faster and faster.Chris did the same, and soon he came, squirting gobs ofcum all over Missy’s face and chest. The sight of theropes of cum spurting out of his cock sent me off. Iblew my load all over her face, which by now was coveredwith Chris’s load. Missy brought her hands up to. She smiled when we undressed, happy to see us and ourpenises. I began by filling her now wet vagina with myself andpumping vigorously until I filled her with my first load ofsemen. Then I rolled away, leaving my friend to fill thejust-vacated warmth and relieve the desire that had built up. They copulated for a long time, during which she wassteadily cumming. Watching had aroused me again, and I was idlymasturbating when he finished, the sheets wet with our pleasures.I pulled her head to. Spiced up with some bedroom fantasies and a couple of dildos as make-believe lovers, but a marriage within normal bounds. Yet I’d managed to transform this harmless state of affairs we’d enjoyed for many years into this. My beautiful forty-four-year-old wife out on the town with her virile black lover.The other thing I couldn’t get out of my mind was Sue’s response when I’d asked her not to sleepover with Francis tonight. I recalled so clearly how Sue had started to say something in response.