My wife hadn’t been married long when we hired a gigolo. When he came over he was charming and respectful and didn’t force anything with my wife but instead had a whiskey with us and talked and casually brushed against her sometimes and eventually very smoothly laid a hand on her arm and later her waist and then thigh. She was getting excited, I could tell, and soon her thighs were apart and he was maintaining a pleasant conversation with me while gently stroking a finger up and down against the outside of the red silk of her knickers. She moaned and soon her t*** were out and his mouth on them and before I knew it we were all naked in the bedroom. I was hard as a rock seeing my luscious bride spreading her legs for his face and hearing her groaning as he brought her to o***** with his mouth and tongue. Want to see something wild, he asked her. She nodded, unable to talk right away. So he then turned to me and took my c*** in his mouth. Her eyes widened, and I am sure mine did too but it felt too good to push him away. He sucked and licked and kissed my c*** and then deep throated me in one of the greatest blow jobs of my life. When I came, he drank it all, then turned to my wife, who had been m*********** while watching, and climbed on her. F*** me, she said, and he jammed his c*** into her sopping wet c***. They fucked like rabbits. She came again and by that time I was hard enough once more to anally penetrate her with my c***. The gigolo took that opportunity to lick her p**** as just below a c*** slid in and out of her b*******.
