He got quiet and continued to stare. He all of a sudden began to ask me about my encounters with women. He asked if it was true that women can lick pu...sy better than men. My face was kinda stuck in place as I replied "everyone eats pussy different." He asked "how do you like yours licked?" I was wondering what was up with all these damn questions?! I gave him all the details as he sat in a chair across the room. His dick started to get hard and I could see the print through his jeans. "I see. I could tell that the girl was definitely aroused. She seemed passive though; content to be led along.Well - I had told Linda that I would find us a plaything.As Emily finished her glass I stepped forward and gently took it out of her unresisting hand. She looked at me through her lashes as our fingers softly touched, intently watching me. I turned and put the glass on the counter, and then - with no fanfare or lead-up - I cupped Emily’s cheek and pressed my lips to hers.I felt the girl’s lips. I did a good job on those knots this time, giving myself a mental pat on the back. I continue my sweet torture until I decide I’m tired of him having all the fun. “My turn for a little fun,” I tell my husband. I climb of the bed and slide by panties off. I dangle them so they skim across Bradley’s face. I know he can tell what they are. I’m already wet and my smell is heavy on the material. “Mmmm, come here, Kelly, I want you to sit on my face.” Just what I had in mind. I climb back on. Then, after the kids were in bed for the night, we had men come over and fuck me at home. Some times I tied Jørgen up before they arrived and sometimes my visitors would tie him up. I would get real hot when they mocked and taunted him by making me tell them how much better they fucked me then he was able to. You can see where all of this is leading to can't you?It was during this chapter of our lives that irony decided to poke me in the eye again. One morning, while the kids were in school and.