I didn’t give him direct answers leaving a lot to his own imagination. It was a great turn on for him. He just fucked me so hard after such conversa...ions. It was awesome sex! Once he came home earlier holding a bottle of wine in his hand. We had a drink and then he said he would like me to get fucked by some other man, he said it was turning him on. I tried to look surprised and bewildered. He was obsessed with the idea. He said a gang bang could make him love me more, could bring us even. In all honesty, that is because my husband Edgar insists on wearing a condom at all times. He is quite attuned to the cost of raising children and has lectured me incessantly about the financial stain that having a little one would put on our household expenses.When we decided to finally take a well-earned vacation at the shore, I expected it would be at one of those cheap bed and breakfasts we used to visit when looking for a quiet place to copulate in private. The first three years of our. We learned the whole biker lifestyle together. We kind of made it up as we went along. Ray was a handsome, charming, good old boy who was tough as nails when he had to be. But he didn't have to be. Everyone loves Raymond. But when there was a fight? One punch from a guy who bench presses three hundred and fifty pounds was usually enough to knock some sense into whoever was on the other side.Over that summer, three small groups of individual bikers melded into one large club. And I had to change. “I’ll see you Monday morning. Call me if you run into any problems. I should be here all day.”Looking down at Sheila I had to laugh. Her tongue was playing with my cock and it was responding big time to her efforts. “Looks like you have a one-track mind…just like me.” I pulled her up on her left side, her back to me as I pulled her leg back and over my body. I loved this position. Her moist cunt was completely open and accessible to me and I could easily worry her nipples with my left.