My wife worked as a director of a non-profit entity dedicated to the care of children with learning difficulties. In her role, she had contact with prestigious doctors, medical equipment and material providers, and people related to healthcare. And with her status as director, having decision-making and execution power in many areas, she was constantly harassed by men involved in her activity. The job required her to always be well-dressed and maintain permanent contact with men and women related to her work, but certainly she was the center of attention for many men who were interested in her not only because of her position as director of a prestigious institution but also because of her condition as a woman. For her, it was clear that she couldn't focus on men beyond the work relationship, due to excessive trust in interpersonal relationships potentially harming her both personally and professionally, but certainly some of those men who harassed her captured her attention and interest beyond the purely laboral. Expressed in other words, it would be said that they attracted her, pleased her, and sometimes scenes and situations unfolded only within the realm of fantasies. Some of her work colleagues, of course, took advantage of certain situations to hint at a relationship beyond the professional and expressed their desire to share a sexual adventure with her. However, although she ignored such hints, that environment didn't stop making noise in her work and considering many times why not, especially when it was evident that, for example, on the celebration of Secretary's Day or Women's Day or any other celebration, many of her colleagues allowed themselves certain liberties with their male colleagues. And she, involved in that type of revelry and with relationships of much confidence with her friends, she would ask herself why not? I, when I went to pick her up, always found her surrounded by gentlemen. I didn't think that those approaches had different purposes than strictly laboral ones, but since she was attractive to any man, I considered normal that they would pursue her favors related to work, but never in the intimate, very personal, sexual sense. The atmosphere was heavy, however, as she manifested, because conversations with her friends would reveal the virtues and defects of relationships with these gentlemen. She would like not to know those things. Many knew that such relationships wouldn't go beyond a purely physical exchange in sex, but the link generated progressive approaches where bonds of friendship, camaraderie, cohabitation, and much confidence were established. Very close friendship was perceived as commitments of another type. And many relationships resulted in conflicts. Nevertheless, in that atmosphere, a man from ebony caught her interest. He was a university teacher, very educated, who lent her help in designing, elaborating, and executing educational programs for people with disabilities. Under the pretext of this, he would constantly see her, but their conversations wouldn't go beyond situations related to his work. On one occasion, however, the realization of a sports event, a marathon, took place in the city, and she, my wife, decided to participate on behalf of the institution where she worked. With that purpose, both she and other colleagues, men and women, seconded her idea of participating in the event. One of them, Carlos, of course, the teacher advisor. He offered to physically condition the group and train them for the famous competition, so they all met every weekend for four months, a situation that allowed establish a much closer link between her and him. I imagine that it also served for this man to describe my wife beyond her formal attire at work. The truth is that one thing led to another. The professional relationship turned into a closer personal bond, and suddenly that man was picking up my wife from home before going to work. And also many times taking her after her activities. And as I did due to my activities had to travel with some frequency, Carlos took advantage of courting her and getting close to her in those moments. However, at first, she seemed not to perceive the intentions of that man and saw it as a special dedication and very considerate of his colleague towards her. He practically won her trust, and it wouldn't have mattered if I had made my wife see the intentions that this man harbored, although I can't judge him, since besides being useful in developing her projects, she also liked him as a person. And I think she thought more than once of allowing herself some freedom with him, especially when not being watched at all during my absences. However, things happened differently. By living in a small city, the relationship they were managing could be exposed to public ridicule, which is why Carlos, intelligently, proposed reaching her in another place, and for that he took advantage of important activities related to his work taking place in another nearby city, located an hour and a half away by car. It was the perfect pretext to force being alone with her and try to get something. The trips followed, but it seemed that things didn't happen as he expected. For this reason, the justifications for visiting the other city became more frequent, but for some reason, his strategy did not seem to be giving results. My wife, innocent or not, Simply she had clear job objectives and didn't have another type of situation in mind. And being a married woman with small children, it couldn't fit in her head that Carlos was interested in her as a woman to have a sexual adventure and maybe brag to his friends about having slept with the director of the REI Institute. Carlos finally decided to show his hand and after an apparently intimate evening during one of his visits outside the city, he confessed his feelings and desire to be with her. This confused my wife, as she would later confess to me, because on the one hand it was exciting and attractive, but on the other hand she felt defrauded in her expectations. She thought that if she accepted it, the labor link that mattered most to her would be affected and disappear, and she felt frustrated for being so innocent. That time nothing happened, but that open declaration tormented my wife until she couldn't get Carlos out of her head and stopped sleeping thinking about it. The matter got to the point where she decided to tell me everything and ask for my advice. After listening to the whole story, I was left with only one question to ask. What importance does Carlos's disappearance from your life have? I asked. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, she replied, trying to find an answer but unable to shake off the thought. Then came a second question. Do you like him? And looking at me fixedly, she answered, I love him. A third question followed. What would have been your response if there had been no pretext of a labor link? Yes. That's it. Or do you find him so attractive that you don't see any fault in going to bed with him? Well, yes, I replied. And came a fourth question. What holds you back then? Well, I'm not sure if I'm doing the right thing. Besides, I feel like he was playing with me a bit and somehow manipulated me. Okay, I said, but I want to understand One thing, do you like the type? Yes. Do you want to have sex with him? Yes. What's holding you back from accepting his proposal and doing it? I feel like I'm failing you and wouldn't forgive myself for ruining our relationship over a whim. Would anything change if I agreed with that adventure? Yes, she replied. I would feel free of guilt and it would be my responsibility to accept or reject his proposal. Well, I said, go ahead. Do what you think you have to do, because no matter what your decision is, you'll have my understanding. Thanks, she said, approaching me to hug and kiss me for a long time. And after that, perhaps feeling more liberated, her thoughts turned to how to approach Carlos again and carry out her proposal. But days passed and nothing happened. Things cooled off. One day, however, she told me she simply felt unable to go that far with him. I asked if maybe during their solo outings they hadn't had any approaches between the two of them? She confessed that yes, they had hugged, kissed, even given each other oral sex, and she had gotten very excited doing it, but when trying to take things further, she would just block. The heat would leave her and she'd lose excitement. What's missing? I asked. You make me miss you, she said. I would feel safer if I knew you were there, present, at least nearby. And then? What do you propose? I don't know. Let's go out with the three of us and see what happens, be my accomplice. The idea crystallized a time later. I never knew if he knew what my wife was thinking, but she still couldn't get her man out of her head. Effectively, Carlos, with his clear intention in mind, managed to arrange for us to meet in another city, at an exclusive, elegant, and crowded hotel where we would only be one of many attendees. However, when he came out to greet us on the day of our arrival, I noticed he didn't seem very enthusiastic, and the It was something cold and protocolary, not just with me but also with her. I thought I could sense it. But to myself, I thought, it's their thing. That Friday night, then, a little before we met him, I proposed to my wife that she go alone to the appointment and speak frankly with him. She would have to see how far she could take this adventure, but I understood that for Carlos it was hard to conquer, flirt, and have sex with a married woman in front of her husband. That way the adventure lost sense and I believed there wasn't enough trust for him to behave as he liked and, therefore, didn't seem to please him that I was walking around nearby, like watching them. Besides, I didn't know if he knew what she was thinking. And it didn't seem right to surprise him and suddenly the one who got blocked now was him. She agreed. Carlos called her to tell her he would wait for her in the hotel lobby at 8 pm. And she confirmed she would be there very punctually. He probably asked about me, because she mentioned I had taken advantage of my visit to the city to attend some visits with friends and didn't know when I would arrive. See you later, then, he said and hung up. The idea was that there wouldn't be any trace of me in that hotel when Carlos arrived, eliminating any prevention on his part. We had agreed that if things went well, she could go up to our room and enjoy her pleasure. She got ready very coquettishly and attractively, wearing lingerie and accessories that made her look quite provocative to the eyes of any man, certainly. He had suggested attending an activity at the hotel disco and I thought that if things flowed, they could go to one of the rooms to consummate the encounter, either in his room or ours, or somewhere else if they decided so. So, a little before the appointed hour, she bid farewell.
From me and it came out to meet Carlos. See you later, she bid farewell. I'm telling you... A little before 12 pm, I received his call. Hello, how have you been? Fine, I replied. How has everything gone? Fine, he said. We've decided to go up and have the meeting in our room. Okay, I said. Then, am I going? No, he doesn't mind if you're there, but he'd like to talk to you before anything else so that there are no misunderstandings, he told me. Perfect, I replied. What's the idea then? He says he'd like us to meet in the lobby before going up. Okay, I said, I'm coming down. I got out of the elevator and walked towards the lobby to meet him. They were sitting in one of the rooms there. Hello, Carlos, I greeted him. Hello, how have you been? Fine, I said, and how are you all doing? Perfect, he replied, looking at my wife, who was timidly smiling while holding his hand and standing very close to him. Honestly, I commented, I'm a bit expectant about this situation. Finally, what did you think? Carlos whispered something in my wife's ear, who then left us alone after that, saying she'd be right back and walking away. Well, continued Carlos, it's a bit difficult for me to talk about this with you, but since we're here, looking each other in the face, I think it's good to clear things up once and for all. And what do you need to clarify, harassment, I said laughing a little. Before anything else, he said, I want to tell you that it's not my intention to interfere with your marriage stability at all. What is your intention then? I asked. I'll be frank, he replied. I've been enchanted with her for a long time and would like the opportunity to make love to her. Respectfully, I'm telling you, that's all. Thank you for your frankness, but what does she say about it? Well, she tells me she wants to do it, but doesn't feel secure if you're not accompanying her, because if she doesn't, she feels very indecisive and blocks herself. And what do you think? That it's... pretty honest and very loyal to you, so I accept the rules or lose the opportunity. And how eager do you have it? Asked. Yes, he replied, and I think she also does, but doesn't want to feel guilty if it happens without his consent. And that's what I respect. So things are like this. What's next then? Asked. What did you think? I thought we could go somewhere special, maybe a motel, but we can also go to any room if you want. Maybe, I noted, I should ask her first and see what she wants. Doesn't it seem that way? You'll have to give her your opinion on what she desires and decide together. Whatever the case, I said, I'm open to any alternative. After all, you're the protagonists. I'll just be an invisible guest. The only thing I ask is that if you're going to screw my wife, respect her, seduce her, show passion, appreciate the interest and admiration she has for you, and get her as well as possible. We then went to meet my wife, who was waiting seated in the lobby. I told Carlos to go ahead and talk to her while I waited at the reception. They joined us, talked for a few minutes, and headed towards where I was. We've decided to go somewhere else, he said when they contacted me. Perfect, I commented. If you like, I'll get my vehicle and find out where we're going. Correct, he said, I'll figure it out. I'll pick you up at the hotel entrance in a few minutes. Good! Said my wife. We'll be waiting. When I arrived at the hotel entrance, they were already there waiting for me. He, very chivalrous, hurried to open the front door of the vehicle so she could get in, which she did. And he sat down in the back seats. Well, where are we going? Asked. They recommended we go to Hotel Faena Puerto Madero. And once I got there, I said, it's really close, so we won't be delayed getting there. So we set off. We took a long time to arrive. We entered and settled into an elegant room, equipped with pole dance, a small dance floor surrounded by mirrors, with light show, a large bed, with a large mirror installed on the ceiling above it, TV, sound equipment, and an erotic chair. Honestly, a very suitable place for this type of adventure. No more entering, while they were getting familiar with the place and seemed to be talking, I put myself in the best possible mood for the room. I lowered the light intensity, played soft music, turned on the light show on the dance floor and searched for a porn channel on the cable that immediately appeared on the TV. So, very quickly, the scene was set. It was time for the main characters to enter into action. Carlos invited my wife to the dance floor and there, under the pretext of dancing, they intertwined their bodies and started taking steps in time with the music, which, very soft, invited them to tighten their bodies and merge in a hug. And slowly, the situation heated up. With their bodies united, very close to each other, soon they finished kissing passionately. He delicately started exploring my wife's body with his hands, which she didn't resist at all. She was keeping her arms around her husband's neck, so Carlos' hands had full freedom to touch my wife as he pleased and she allowed it. In that exchange, Carlos, very slowly, started caressing my wife's buttocks, putting his hands under her skirt. While she, excited, kept kissing him and clung tightly to his neck. Little by little, while they moved their entwined bodies in a dance imitation, and caressed each other, he started undressing her. First, he unbuttoned her skirt, which immediately fell to her feet. Then he took off her blouse, bra and finally her thong, leaving her completely naked in front of him, who didn't lose Opportunity to arrive with his hands on her entire body. Then, since my wife was not taking any initiative, he also started undressing himself, starting with his shirt, T-shirt, shoes, socks, pants, and finally boxers. As he did so, he ended up just as naked as my wife, who was only wearing high-heeled shoes and allowing her to be almost at the same height as her counterpart. The color of their skin contrasted. She had white skin, and he had black skin, quite dark. His member, already erect and curved upwards, seemed very large in proportion to her body size, which started to massage the trunk of his penis. He then danced, pushing her slowly towards the bed. When she got there, she stopped advancing after tripping over the edge of the bed. Carlos kept pushing her, so she sat down. Then he leaned on her shoulders, pushed her back onto the bed and asked her to open her legs. She did so. And he then bent down to reach her sex with his mouth. He sucked and sucked her clitoris, inserted his fingers into her vagina, trying to stimulate her as much as possible, while she, passive, limited herself to experiencing the sensations those caresses produced. Carlos attended to my wife's sex for several minutes before getting up, standing in front of her, still lying on the bed. However, she understood that this was a game for two and lifted her torso to sit back down again, with her face facing the hard and black cock of her man, and without hesitation, proceeded to put it in her mouth, massaging his penis trunk continuously with her hands, very vigorously. He followed the game, putting both hands on my wife's head, guiding her to be deeper and faster in her blowjob. She seemed to enjoy tasting that immense penis absolutely. available for her. Next, Carlos, apparently satisfied with the work my wife was doing on his penis, proposed that she lie down on the bed, which she did very obediently. In that position, then, he didn't wait any longer and, approaching, began to penetrate her very delicately. She, not feeling the hardness of that large member entering her body, started to emit timid moans. The size, texture, and hardness of that voluminous penis was starting to generate intense emotions for her. Almost immediately, she brought her arms above her head, surrendering to the sensations she was experiencing. Her face turned red and her legs seemed to tremble before Carlos's thrusts, who, concentrated on his routine, inserted and withdrew his penis from my wife's body with complete freedom, while continuing to caress her with his hands as far as their position allowed. She resisted with pleasure the male's thrusts and submitted to what he proposed. Then, suddenly, she got up, asking my wife to turn around to face him, in a doggy-style position. She obeyed his instructions and, placed in that position, he penetrated her from behind. And so he had her, watching as she contorted her body and moaned with pleasure at the rhythm of his thrusts. The woman, her director, was crazy with emotion over the maneuvers he was putting into practice to insistently keep going without stopping. She moved her body forward and backward, increasing the intensity of the emotions that the movement of her male's body produced for her. From one moment to another my wife didn't just moan, but practically screamed with pleasure. Carlos accelerated his thrusts and, following her, suddenly withdrew his penis to expel his semen, spilling it in large quantities over my congested and troubled wife's back, who, still under the influence of the sensations she was experiencing, continued to shake uncontrollably. The thing, without Despite the calm, she remained lying down, exhausted, on the bed, recovering from the ordeal. Carlos, looking in my direction, commented: Fantasy fulfilled. It was much better than I expected. His sex, moist as it was, produced a very pleasant sensation for me, and to top it off, his vagina contracted and squeezed my penis with great force. I felt how she wanted to retain my penis inside her. What a pleasant feeling! She enjoys it. You can tell. And she makes love with great passion. Very nice! While she apparently recovered, Carlos continued talking to me. He remained beside my wife and, with his hands, kept caressing her entire body. I don't know if our relationship will remain the same as before, he went on saying, because after this, it's hard for me not to consider the possibility of this happening again. I'd like that. What do you think? He asked. Honestly, I don't know. I saw her so happy and satisfied that I wouldn't find a reason to deny that this could happen again. It depends on them. And if he makes her happy while she's being well-fucked, why not? She, who was surely listening to our conversation, seemed to wake up, and gratefully took Carlos' penis in her mouth and started sucking it with dedication. Then, Carlos regained his enthusiasm and took new breaths. His penis grew inside my wife's mouth, which also seemed to get excited and be ready to go back into action. He understood this and, without a word, remounted her to penetrate her again. He asked her to lie on her side and he followed her from behind, penetrating her. In that position, she faced me and our gazes crossed. She was having a great time, enjoying Carlos' penis, which entered and left her vagina with much vigor. He continued caressing her and I could see very clearly how his hands kept massaging my wife's breasts. She looked at me delightedly. You can tell the lust. That masculine contact produced in him. The moment prolonged and I saw as Carlos, after a while, pulled out his penis from my wife's vagina to ejaculate again. After the deed, both of them seemed satisfied. The adventure had reached its end. Maybe my wife would see Carlos again, not just once but several times more. But it was clear that he had taken her well. And that was what mattered.
From me and it came out to meet Carlos. See you later, she bid farewell. I'm telling you... A little before 12 pm, I received his call. Hello, how have you been? Fine, I replied. How has everything gone? Fine, he said. We've decided to go up and have the meeting in our room. Okay, I said. Then, am I going? No, he doesn't mind if you're there, but he'd like to talk to you before anything else so that there are no misunderstandings, he told me. Perfect, I replied. What's the idea then? He says he'd like us to meet in the lobby before going up. Okay, I said, I'm coming down. I got out of the elevator and walked towards the lobby to meet him. They were sitting in one of the rooms there. Hello, Carlos, I greeted him. Hello, how have you been? Fine, I said, and how are you all doing? Perfect, he replied, looking at my wife, who was timidly smiling while holding his hand and standing very close to him. Honestly, I commented, I'm a bit expectant about this situation. Finally, what did you think? Carlos whispered something in my wife's ear, who then left us alone after that, saying she'd be right back and walking away. Well, continued Carlos, it's a bit difficult for me to talk about this with you, but since we're here, looking each other in the face, I think it's good to clear things up once and for all. And what do you need to clarify, harassment, I said laughing a little. Before anything else, he said, I want to tell you that it's not my intention to interfere with your marriage stability at all. What is your intention then? I asked. I'll be frank, he replied. I've been enchanted with her for a long time and would like the opportunity to make love to her. Respectfully, I'm telling you, that's all. Thank you for your frankness, but what does she say about it? Well, she tells me she wants to do it, but doesn't feel secure if you're not accompanying her, because if she doesn't, she feels very indecisive and blocks herself. And what do you think? That it's... pretty honest and very loyal to you, so I accept the rules or lose the opportunity. And how eager do you have it? Asked. Yes, he replied, and I think she also does, but doesn't want to feel guilty if it happens without his consent. And that's what I respect. So things are like this. What's next then? Asked. What did you think? I thought we could go somewhere special, maybe a motel, but we can also go to any room if you want. Maybe, I noted, I should ask her first and see what she wants. Doesn't it seem that way? You'll have to give her your opinion on what she desires and decide together. Whatever the case, I said, I'm open to any alternative. After all, you're the protagonists. I'll just be an invisible guest. The only thing I ask is that if you're going to screw my wife, respect her, seduce her, show passion, appreciate the interest and admiration she has for you, and get her as well as possible. We then went to meet my wife, who was waiting seated in the lobby. I told Carlos to go ahead and talk to her while I waited at the reception. They joined us, talked for a few minutes, and headed towards where I was. We've decided to go somewhere else, he said when they contacted me. Perfect, I commented. If you like, I'll get my vehicle and find out where we're going. Correct, he said, I'll figure it out. I'll pick you up at the hotel entrance in a few minutes. Good! Said my wife. We'll be waiting. When I arrived at the hotel entrance, they were already there waiting for me. He, very chivalrous, hurried to open the front door of the vehicle so she could get in, which she did. And he sat down in the back seats. Well, where are we going? Asked. They recommended we go to Hotel Faena Puerto Madero. And once I got there, I said, it's really close, so we won't be delayed getting there. So we set off. We took a long time to arrive. We entered and settled into an elegant room, equipped with pole dance, a small dance floor surrounded by mirrors, with light show, a large bed, with a large mirror installed on the ceiling above it, TV, sound equipment, and an erotic chair. Honestly, a very suitable place for this type of adventure. No more entering, while they were getting familiar with the place and seemed to be talking, I put myself in the best possible mood for the room. I lowered the light intensity, played soft music, turned on the light show on the dance floor and searched for a porn channel on the cable that immediately appeared on the TV. So, very quickly, the scene was set. It was time for the main characters to enter into action. Carlos invited my wife to the dance floor and there, under the pretext of dancing, they intertwined their bodies and started taking steps in time with the music, which, very soft, invited them to tighten their bodies and merge in a hug. And slowly, the situation heated up. With their bodies united, very close to each other, soon they finished kissing passionately. He delicately started exploring my wife's body with his hands, which she didn't resist at all. She was keeping her arms around her husband's neck, so Carlos' hands had full freedom to touch my wife as he pleased and she allowed it. In that exchange, Carlos, very slowly, started caressing my wife's buttocks, putting his hands under her skirt. While she, excited, kept kissing him and clung tightly to his neck. Little by little, while they moved their entwined bodies in a dance imitation, and caressed each other, he started undressing her. First, he unbuttoned her skirt, which immediately fell to her feet. Then he took off her blouse, bra and finally her thong, leaving her completely naked in front of him, who didn't lose Opportunity to arrive with his hands on her entire body. Then, since my wife was not taking any initiative, he also started undressing himself, starting with his shirt, T-shirt, shoes, socks, pants, and finally boxers. As he did so, he ended up just as naked as my wife, who was only wearing high-heeled shoes and allowing her to be almost at the same height as her counterpart. The color of their skin contrasted. She had white skin, and he had black skin, quite dark. His member, already erect and curved upwards, seemed very large in proportion to her body size, which started to massage the trunk of his penis. He then danced, pushing her slowly towards the bed. When she got there, she stopped advancing after tripping over the edge of the bed. Carlos kept pushing her, so she sat down. Then he leaned on her shoulders, pushed her back onto the bed and asked her to open her legs. She did so. And he then bent down to reach her sex with his mouth. He sucked and sucked her clitoris, inserted his fingers into her vagina, trying to stimulate her as much as possible, while she, passive, limited herself to experiencing the sensations those caresses produced. Carlos attended to my wife's sex for several minutes before getting up, standing in front of her, still lying on the bed. However, she understood that this was a game for two and lifted her torso to sit back down again, with her face facing the hard and black cock of her man, and without hesitation, proceeded to put it in her mouth, massaging his penis trunk continuously with her hands, very vigorously. He followed the game, putting both hands on my wife's head, guiding her to be deeper and faster in her blowjob. She seemed to enjoy tasting that immense penis absolutely. available for her. Next, Carlos, apparently satisfied with the work my wife was doing on his penis, proposed that she lie down on the bed, which she did very obediently. In that position, then, he didn't wait any longer and, approaching, began to penetrate her very delicately. She, not feeling the hardness of that large member entering her body, started to emit timid moans. The size, texture, and hardness of that voluminous penis was starting to generate intense emotions for her. Almost immediately, she brought her arms above her head, surrendering to the sensations she was experiencing. Her face turned red and her legs seemed to tremble before Carlos's thrusts, who, concentrated on his routine, inserted and withdrew his penis from my wife's body with complete freedom, while continuing to caress her with his hands as far as their position allowed. She resisted with pleasure the male's thrusts and submitted to what he proposed. Then, suddenly, she got up, asking my wife to turn around to face him, in a doggy-style position. She obeyed his instructions and, placed in that position, he penetrated her from behind. And so he had her, watching as she contorted her body and moaned with pleasure at the rhythm of his thrusts. The woman, her director, was crazy with emotion over the maneuvers he was putting into practice to insistently keep going without stopping. She moved her body forward and backward, increasing the intensity of the emotions that the movement of her male's body produced for her. From one moment to another my wife didn't just moan, but practically screamed with pleasure. Carlos accelerated his thrusts and, following her, suddenly withdrew his penis to expel his semen, spilling it in large quantities over my congested and troubled wife's back, who, still under the influence of the sensations she was experiencing, continued to shake uncontrollably. The thing, without Despite the calm, she remained lying down, exhausted, on the bed, recovering from the ordeal. Carlos, looking in my direction, commented: Fantasy fulfilled. It was much better than I expected. His sex, moist as it was, produced a very pleasant sensation for me, and to top it off, his vagina contracted and squeezed my penis with great force. I felt how she wanted to retain my penis inside her. What a pleasant feeling! She enjoys it. You can tell. And she makes love with great passion. Very nice! While she apparently recovered, Carlos continued talking to me. He remained beside my wife and, with his hands, kept caressing her entire body. I don't know if our relationship will remain the same as before, he went on saying, because after this, it's hard for me not to consider the possibility of this happening again. I'd like that. What do you think? He asked. Honestly, I don't know. I saw her so happy and satisfied that I wouldn't find a reason to deny that this could happen again. It depends on them. And if he makes her happy while she's being well-fucked, why not? She, who was surely listening to our conversation, seemed to wake up, and gratefully took Carlos' penis in her mouth and started sucking it with dedication. Then, Carlos regained his enthusiasm and took new breaths. His penis grew inside my wife's mouth, which also seemed to get excited and be ready to go back into action. He understood this and, without a word, remounted her to penetrate her again. He asked her to lie on her side and he followed her from behind, penetrating her. In that position, she faced me and our gazes crossed. She was having a great time, enjoying Carlos' penis, which entered and left her vagina with much vigor. He continued caressing her and I could see very clearly how his hands kept massaging my wife's breasts. She looked at me delightedly. You can tell the lust. That masculine contact produced in him. The moment prolonged and I saw as Carlos, after a while, pulled out his penis from my wife's vagina to ejaculate again. After the deed, both of them seemed satisfied. The adventure had reached its end. Maybe my wife would see Carlos again, not just once but several times more. But it was clear that he had taken her well. And that was what mattered.
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