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My ad was brief and to the point. I was looking for a couple over 50 that wanted to loss weight and were secretly kinky. One that may have experimented in the bedroom before, with fingers and toys or maybe the strapon, or maybe he has even been fucked before. It did not matter. Did he perhaps already wear her panties or maybe he just liked being treated like the worm that he was. It wasn't important. I am bi, an average guy, nothing that stands out about me. The neighbors would think that you invited your accountant to dinner. This story is about the first time that I visited the Smiths, in a tiny little section of Queens NYC. I ring the front bell to their small little attached home. The door is opened and the wife leans her head from behind the door. Her makeup is pristine as if she was going out to a photoshoot. I nod my head and she disappears behind the door and the door is opened completely as I step inside. Once the door is closed I turn to find the wife standing there. The make-up is perfect but , besides from the high heels she was wearing, she wore nothing else. She was a stay at home mom but her kids have gone off to college. She was clearly very attractive in her youth but age has not been kind. I did not care, she was exactly what I wanted. I made her turn and show me her giant ass. Damn, it jiggled when I slapped it. As I pawed and pinched and slapped that ass and those tits, I smelled that familiar smell within minutes. She was wet! I did not need to stick a finger inside her, her nipples were clearly aroused. I gave her one final slap on the ass, dipped my finger in her snatch anyway and told her to show me the bitch. She walked ahead of me as we walked into the livingroom. There he was. Kneeling in the center of the room. My instructions were simple. She was to have nothing on but he was to be prepared for my visit. Between the Nair and the razor, from the neck down he had not a stitch of hair anywhere. His body was then completely covered in baby oil. He was dressed to go out for the night but to go out for the night as a streetwhore. The makeup was terrible. Too much eyeliner and eyeshadow, he looked almost like a clown. That is exactly how I wanted him to look. The tight skirt made of a stretchy material that clearly showed his panties and the top, which was nothing but a dress shirt tied at the waist. He looked ridiculous. Overweight and with tits almost as big as his wife's. I did not care, it was exactly what I wanted. I walked up to him and proceeded to unzip my pants and take out my cock. The whore that answered the door got me horny I announced and proceeded to rub my cock all over his face, smearing the makeup with my pre-cum. Go and get me a pair of his favorite underwear I tell the wife. And I watch her big ass sway as she walks away, clearly not having worn high heels in a long time. Damn those fat meaty legs looked good. When she returned with his white boxer briefs, I used them to wipe all the makeup off my cock, being sure that most of the makeup residue was by the ass. I informed them that these were his only pair of man's underwear from then on. He was not allowed to wash them until I allowed it and he was to wear them to work every day. The look on his face was priceless but I noticed his cock was still hard. I gave it a slap and he fell over. I turned my attention back to her...... Kneel bitch, I instructed. Reach back and grab your heels! Every time you let go of your heels I will add 5 min to your time on the bike. She instinctively reached back and grabbed her heels and no sooner then she did so, my cock was shoved right down her throat. I counted several times that she let go of her heels to try and brace herself from the assault but I did not care nor keep count, the punishment would be the same either way.... I pull my cock from her mouth and walked over to the doorway leading down to the basement and simply snapped by fingers. Both pigs scurried downstairs. The basement contained workout equipment, which was a perfect hide away for the implements of their training. With a big fat plug shoved into his hole, and while wearing heels, he was ordered on a treadmill. She got a plug in her ass and a vibrator shoved into her pussy (on the highest setting of course) and made to get on the exercise bike. When I was finally done being entertained by slapping tits and pinching ass to keep them motivated, the workout session was stopped.
Before I left I unplugged her ass and shoved my cock deep inside while I made her husband eat my ass. When I took off my rubber and poured its contents on her asshole and my final instructions was for him to lick every drop and eat that hole clean.
Same time tomorrow pigs, were my last words before I left.