“You didn’t take advantage of me, Spencer. The truth is that I watched you and Ann. I watched her face as you were fucking her and saw something t...at I had never seen on my own face. And I didn’t really know what it was until I opened my legs and let you put that wonderful cock inside me. I had never known the pure joy of sex until then. The word is “joy.” Not duty or responsibility. Not a wifely duty, but the joy that a man and a woman can feel together. You wanted me and I wanted you.. I had my right hand under Paola’s skirt and was slowly stroking her engorged cock under her silk thong, while she played with my arse and was beginning to finger-fuck my tight pussy. We were in a world of our own, a heaven of our own making.Suddenly rough hands pulled us apart. We could now see that most of the men had removed their clothes and were all strongly aroused. Only the two sheikhs remained as they were, in a dignified but threatening pose, the only difference being the unmistakable. Latonya said she would talk with Sissy about the two of them coming together. Like her, Sissy was actually bisexual and so might, just might, be willing to participate.Joel was reticent however. Although he did not want to admit it, he was falling in love with his mother. Brandi was everything he could ever want in a woman. Beautiful, intelligent, personable and great in bed. He was getting to the point of wishing he had never blackmailed her. His unreasonable demands had already ceased and he. I shake my head and feel a twinge of guilt. I love the sensations. I love the sight of her naked body. "But she's your daughter," I remind myself.I push the guilt down and consider the rest of the evening. I am going to have to act normally. I still feel the taste of her pussy on my lips. I quickly pull open the refrigerator and grab some orange juice. I pop open the top and take a deep drink. "I caught you," I suddenly hear my wife's voice from behind me.I cough hard feeling the orange juice.