I noticed Cate left the shower door open so she could ogle us while we patted each other dry. As I turned to look at my messy hair and bruised face in... the mirror, Anh grabbed my flaccid penis and pulled me over to her, gently sucking on it as I stood looking down at her."Tôi rất thích việc chơi đùa cùng thằng nhỏ của cậu... ," she observed, although the meaning was clearer from her actions than from the poorly worded Vietnamese mumbled around my quickly growing erection."Translation?" Cate. They were kissing. And it wasn't your average hello how are you kiss.I was just outside the window now. Their faces were locked tight in a lip sucking, tongue swirling, let's get it on kind of kiss.Just as I was about to go crazy and run into the house, I remembered the hand job I had witnessed at the party."Oh my God, my wife Susan was the mystery woman," I muttered to myself.Then I remembered how aroused I became watching them. I was starting to feel that same arousal as I watched them kiss.. Other times I was told to stay home and she would send me photos as the night progressed. I would lie in bed, naked at her orders, and have to wait for the next update on my phone. It was incredibly exciting to have her take a selfie of her face in profile, with some stud's big cock half buried in her mouth.Then she moved on to feminizing me. I hadn't been into that but, as she sweetly explained, if I didn't go along she wouldn't cuck me anymore. Or she would but I would be cut out of the. We do our 'thing' and, as we are about to leave, she touches my arm lightly and apologises for eavesdropping but says they would love to share a room with us on one condition. I am intrigued and ask what that is, she proceeds to tell me they both want to use me in every way possible and also want my husband to join in.My smile says it all but I explain I dont share my husband with other women, she says that's fine by her and we rejoin the men. They had began talking when we went to the.