...or how it made him feel...he had thought himself ready...his fantasy...was really just his own private little porno movie...watching another man fucking his Wife...but he truly hadn't been prepared for the reality...the way She kissed him...his hands touching, caressing Her...loving Her...their passion...the sight of another man's cock...how full, and tight his balls appeared...the way She lovingly, and deliberately worked his length inside of Her...the sounds and smells...no, he had not been prepared at all...especially for the realization that at this moment...he did not even exist to Her...he could have not even been there as far as She was concerned...the only person who mattered to his Wife here and now was another man...a man She was enjoying so differently than the way She did him...
