So we asked him, how, we have church work, and bowling, and I have my garden and my lovely hubby has his workbench.And he said, "Well, you never go ou...t, do you?" And we both said together, "What for?"And he smiled and said, "And when you're home together, what's the most excitingthing you do?" And we sort of smiled at each other and didn't answer him.So he came out with it as bold as you please, and he said, "You have sex together, right?" And we glanced at each other quickly and then back at. I can’t see a thing, but in this pitch black room, Joe could be right in front of me and I wouldn’t know it. “Joe, are you in here?” “Yeah, Holly, I’m here.” “Can you turn on the light please, Joe?” The light clicks on and I stand there in stunned silence. The room is spotless. I haven’t ever seen the carpet before, it’s green, and he has actually put his clothes in the dresser and closet. His bookcase is in use and his bed made. I am so shocked that I am incapable of speech. “Holly, are you. She was starting to moan even louder and I knew that she was close to squirting. As she started to squirt into his mouth, he started fucking my mouth like it was her pussy. His precum was running down my throat. He pulled out of my mouth and said that he had never had a woman squirt for him.I laid down beside my wife and slid my cock into her pussy from behind. While I was fucking her, he was licking her clit and lick my cock and balls. The feeling of his tongue on her clit and on my cock. .through her mental state at that time, she would have agreed to fuck a trotting donkey. When he felt the familiar tightening, he spun her round, and forced her on to her knees and ferociously tugged his slimy, ugly, angry looking fuck tool....until he forced her head even lower and shot seven huge ropes of cum, all over her forehead, but mainly into her hair. He wanted her sitting down with hubby, looking as dishevelled as could possibly be achieved. That look he was confident he had achieved..