The talk had made him recover quite quickly. He got up off the bed, walked to the door and shouted downstairs to Gary for him to come and join us.Luck...y me. The next hour or so was spent with me being ravaged by the two of them. Gary brought me to my first cum with his tongue while I was giving Ray a blow job, and I had another one when they changed around.It was hard to keep pace with all that was going on, but I managed yet another new experience. I straddled hubby, his cock pounding away at. ”She looked up at him in the mirror, eyes wide."You won’t break me," he said.She nodded and began moving a bit faster, pulling out a little more each time, until she found her rhythm and began fucking him in earnest. He closed his eyes and hung his head. It still ached, even hurt just a little, but with each thrust her cock rubbed against his prostate, and that felt so good that it was worth it. The feeling of just getting fucked was nice, too, of opening himself up to her. It was also a little. My bra kept me decent, but it felt good to show at least a small part if my tit. We kept drinking and the conversation kept coming back to my tattoo. We settled the tab and as we walked out of the bar, two of the girls suggested we go around the corner to check out the new tattoo parlor. I resisted, but they talked me into it. I guess I got caught up in the moment and found myself sitting in a semi-private stall with my bra off and one tit covered, but the other one was being fondled and. Later that evening my wife 'Raquel' ran the idea and plan bye me. I totally disagreed with the hole thing. Raquel out on the town late at night with a rich french executive did not sit right with me. So Raquel came up with the idea that could be there. I would be the limousine driver for them, but I could not say that I was the husband no matter what happens. With that idea it sounded alright.Saturday night came around and I got the limo ready. Raquel visited the spa and had her hair,.