"You grab Susan's hand and say, "You better not drive either, come with us."We get to your place and you ask, "Do you want to come in for a drink?"Sus...n is out of the car before you as we head in and another round comes. We are sitting in the living room chatting and then out of the blue you look at me and say, "Do you know you and Susan both have something in common?"I look at you puzzled, not sure what you're saying and then you say, "You both like women to control you in the bedroom."I turn. She choked on the gushing semen and pulled back, coughing, letting most of the man’s come splash against her breasts. Before she could get the black cock back in her mouth, the men swarmed over her. It was a tribute to the craftsmanship of the table that it held up under the weight of so many lusting male bodies. My wife was insatiable that night. Luckily for her, most of the men, surprised at their good fortune, fired off their loads after just a couple of minutes each. Still, it’s. And yet, so far she had. Or so it appeared anyway.Another week passed. More of the same, and I finally said "fuck it!" I figured I would give her one more chance at showing me she was no longer interested, something concrete that would prove to me one way or another that there was no longer anything there. I waited until Saturday morning, the first Saturday I had in fact not actually slept in. The one thing that hadn't changed and remained a constant, was Bella going out for her morning run. I. I wanted him to approve of me. There came a night when I slipped out of my own bed, naked, and gingerly tiptoed to his room. The door was open, I looked inside, and then I collapsed to the floor, sobbing and moaning. He was masturbating! No man should have to do that! That's why God put US here!He heard me and looked at me. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry, hon, I, I should've closed the door, and, um, you know, locked it." NO!!!" I screamed. "I don't want ever to be locked out of your bed!" My bed? Don't.