With each thrust, I knew the force and size of each glob of Sperm He was shooting. With one final, powerful thrust, He released Her ankles and collaps...ed onto my quivering, exhausted Wife. She wrapped Her legs around His ass and Her arms around His neck. He gave Her a deep, passionate kiss and stood up, His massive, juice covered cock hanging from His overalls.He stood there for a few moments looking at Lisa, covered in sweat and still quivering from the epic orgasm He had given Her. He looked. A man of 55 or more, ‘Horney-beam’ as the k**s would have it, was aptly named, being known to be a randy old bugger who was prone to having the girls sit on his knee, (for a pep talk he explained!) and was known to run his hands over the odd tightly gym-slipped backside, or to relish giving six of the best, to the boys sans trousers, if he could ‘legally’ (IE; for ‘bang to rights crimes in school,) giving his favourite punishment for it with great enjoyment! Of course, at this time, this would. I need a boy for this part anyway. Why don’t you be that boy!”The rest of the boys made a weird sound as Atif walked up to us. He appeared to be way too delighted. “Would you take your clothes off,” I requested?He was naked in an instance and appeared happy while doing so. As it turned out, he was already erect. His cock was big. Even the other boys were shocked by that.What surprised me a lot was the missing foreskin. When I asked him about it, he said it had always been like that. I held his. A tear formed in the corner of an eye. Then it rolled down her cheek. Not able to move a muscle she stood there. She looked into the dark night beyond her reflection. Then, slowly, she turned on her heels. She walked back into the cool marble space. She felt her teeth grind under the pressure of hard jaw muscles. But she kept walking — watched curiously by the reception boy.The elevator chimed its optimistic chime. The doors opened before her. She stepped in. She touched the top button yet.