We had been dating for many years after I responded to an ad in which he wanted a man to masturbate to videos and photos of his wife in front of him. I quickly agreed to let Philippe stroke my cock while I commented on the images of his exciting wife that were flashing before my eyes. I told him what the three of us could do and it excited him to the highest degree. He told me that even if he talked to Valérie about it, she had no intention of going through with it with another man... but the idea was inevitably making its way into the mind of the beautiful woman. One day, she ended up telling him that she was going to spend the afternoon with another man and that he was going to enjoy it from a distance in one way or another. Philippe initially felt like his heart was stopping... he was torn between fear and intense happiness, an excitement rarely experienced until... It was this last feeling that ended up winning out, of course. When she left the house, Philippe was crazy with excitement and he didn't know what prevented him from masturbating immediately, powerfully, almost violently, as he had waited so long for this moment. However, he restrained himself, probably because he wanted to enjoy this solitary pleasure "live". What had she implied by explaining that he would find out "remotely" what would happen... photos, he thought. She was probably going to send him photos. He didn't have much time to think... only a few minutes after Valérie left, Philippe received a first mms... a before/after photo showing Valérie's spread thighs, obviously sitting on the terrace of a café, with her panties visible, then without panties. The angle of view left no doubt, the photos had been taken by a third person... probably the man who would soon fuck her. Very quickly another photo arrived, showing two thick fingers spreading his wife's lips. Then another with an object inserted...then nothing for a few minut ...

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