My wife went for a massage with a happy ending...

As you know, my wife Sandra is a doctor, and she's being fucked by a nurse on her shift, and I don't care because I know it's just for sex. Even though she fucks him, she always comes back ready to fuck me again. so we're a happy, reasonable couple. we're discreet and our group of friends, they see us as a normal couple. I've already published two short stories, where Sandra fucked in the doctors' room at the hospital, and even though I went crazy hard when she told me, I didn't think it was a good idea to repeat it because I don't want it to be talked about. Sandra had an overnight emergency and left in the morning to go home to sleep. When she left I was already at work and she called. - Hey, honey, what's up? - Yeah, how about you? Look, I'm calling to tell you that I'm going to my nurse's house. - You will? Did you know he has a massage parlor? - Oh, you did? - Yeah, and he offered to give me a free massage. He just wants to fuck. A massage with a happy ending. I immediately began to imagine my dear wife with a stick in her xanax and moaning like a whore. I'm just asking you to be discreet and tell me everything tonight. - You know I care about details. I couldn't concentrate on work that morning, and all I could think about was Sandra lying on a marquee and the nurse sticking her dick up her ass. I almost punched myself with all the heat I was getting, but I got my shit together. When I got home, Sandra was waiting to tell me the details. I wanted to take a bath first and went naked to the room, where she was waiting for me already half naked. I went to bed, and she came over and started spraying Xanax on my dick. - It counts. ...when I entered his house, we went straight to the room where he calls a massage center. a marquise and the environment conducive to massages. Next to it was a bathroom and I took the opportunity to take a bath because I was in need, after a night of emergencies. I came back naked, after all he already knew my body. the atmosphere was Zen and the half-light with lit candles everywhere and a music of a very calm wave. He had already changed his clothes, and now he had white pants and a white T-shirt. I lay down and put my head in the marquise's hole. Rui (his name) adjusted my body. He spread my legs a little. His hands were warm. He began to pour a slippery oil on my body that was also warm and smelled good. He started at the top of my body and facing the marquee, and he massaged my shoulders and my neck, and then he went down and he massaged the top of my torso, and it was good, very good, and he knew what he was doing, and the background music was very zen, and it made me relax, and if I wasn't waiting to get fucked, maybe I would have fallen asleep. - You're tense. Let me untie these knots in these tendons. He was massaging. She massaged my back and went down to my butt, poured some more warm oil, which trickled down my ass and through the xanax, which was good, and I was already aroused. Rui's wise hands went through my buttocks, sometimes lightly and sometimes more forcefully, down a little and into my legs. I was hoping he'd touch me in private, but he didn't, he went down through the carts and the twins to the heels, he was fine, but I really wanted it to be something else, he went back up and repeated. When he got to the bottom, he poured some more oil and massaged it, then he went down the drain of my ass and massaged it, too, and he put a little finger in it. I spread my legs wider, and he touches her pussy, and his scissor-shaped fingers wrap around her vaginal lips. He massaged them and stuck a finger in me, and I couldn't take it, and I came in with my body shaking and not screaming. - Right now? - What do you want, I'm not iron. He massaged my clitoris and my lips making me tremble, and after he saw me, he asked me to turn around. He anointed my whole body with the warm oil and began to massage my feet. No one had ever massaged my feet before. Finger to finger. It was very good. He went up on my legs and when he reached the intimate area he went up without touching it. - That doesn't count. - Just take it easy. She massaged the belly and the ribs. Then under the breasts and around them. She poured more oil and massaged the breasts with both hands. Again, with her scissor-shaped fingers, she massaged the nipples. She pressed a little and they became hard. It was very good. She went up and massaged the face and the season. She went down again to the breasts. With one hand she massaged one nipple and with the other she went down to the bust. She massaged around the clitoris and inserted a finger. Another orgasm was formed. - What? She massaged her clitoris and I exploded, and this time I couldn't help the moaning and some screaming. - That's right. He would massage my groin and penetrate my xanax while with the other hand he massaged my breasts. I'm going to go with you, I'm going with you, I'm going with you. Then I didn't want any more massages, so I untied his pants that had fallen to the floor, and I grabbed his cock, and I pulled it over my mouth, which was huge, but smaller than yours, and I was just gonna suck a little, but I really wanted to have it on my ass. I sucked and he moaned. - Fuck my ass. - Your wish is my command, Doctor. I turned my ass upside down and pushed my ass up, and he's up on the marquee and he's getting ready to penetrate me. - Can this hold both of you? - If the ones at the hospital can take it, so can this one. He took the oil and poured it on my ass, and he poured it on the stick, and with one leg on each side of my body, he put it in me, and I didn't feel any pain or discomfort. - That's right, fuck my ass. - I'm gonna fuck you, and this time you're not gonna run. The marquise was oiled and my body slid up and down with every stroke. That's right. He fucked me like that for a while and then he left the marquise. I was in the fetal position, I closed my legs and my pleasure was greater. Another orgasm with that dick up your ass. That's it, shove it up my ass. He stood up loud, and I screamed and shouted until I saw myself as a whore. - There, there, that's it. Then it was his turn to flood me with sperm. That's right, fill my ass with warm milk. He poured gallons of sperm into me". Listening to my wife tell me the details of how she was fucked was driving me crazy, and by that time, I had already stuck my dick in her vagina and I was slowly fucking her while she counted, and when she was done, I picked up the pace. - You really are a slutty bitch. I am, aren't I? - You are . - But you do. - I like to know you're fucked up. We reached orgasm at the same time. Sandra is wonderful and a volcano in bed and I could never be the only one fucking her. She's always on fire.