I had held off having sex for the past ten days to make sure I was primed for any experience but for all my attempts to look sexy my husband failed to... notice anything about my outfit and yammered on and on about fishing, boating, walking and of course cooking the real reason I was coming along was to cook the fish.Well Mister, let me tell you, something else is cooking and about to get to the boil very soon.I had let our older daughter stay with friends this weekend and our son, being recently. Please..." she begged, " Please don't fuck me in front of my husband!"There was little I could do. I was mesmerized by the size and power of this man's cock...and by the weight of his cum full hairy balls. His big fat cock was at least 6"'s and thick, he was having trouble getting it into my wife's hairy slit."huuuuhh !" she groaned, "It's too big !"The old man put his hands under her, on her belly, and suddenly thrust about four or five inches more into. Whatever it was, all we knew is that we wanted to keep clubbing regardless of failed results. Failed results we’d usually get when hunting women and ultimately going back to campus with nothing.I had the nicest car out of my best friends, but it was a small two door sports car. Our youngest friend had the car with the most space and it wasn’t a lame ride so we voted to take his car out. Before we left our college town we’d always stop at the local gas station to buy more alcohol and chug it. " She jumped at the sound of his voice in the silence of the room; it was if he had screamed those words in her ears. She turned slowly to face him, barely remembering to lower her eyes. She looked down at his shoes, black and polished, as she wondered why he wouldn't at least undress and join her in the buff so that she would feel a little less uncomfortable. He started speaking and she could barely believe what he was saying; her mind was swirling with thoughts and concentration was becoming.