After our hotel adventure, Danielle and I knew we had to keep moving forward. She had told me about her cheating. I had heard her screwing a stranger and I had seen another man's cum oozing from her freshly plowed pussy. I knew we had come to the point where I had to see her get laid by another man. Or maybe men. My idea came quickly. Our gardener Jorge mows our lawns weekly. He is a stocky, muscular guy in his fifties an...