ONE GUY WENT TO ENTER HER WITH HIS PENIS AND I SAID NO , NO FUCKING WITH OUT A CONDOM, AND ANOTHER RESPONSE FROM MY WIFE LET HIM BE. SHE LOOKED AT ME ...ND SAID THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED ME TO DO ALL A LONG. I WAS SHAKING BUT READY TO EXPLODE AND HELD OFF ON DOING THAT. THE GUYS LINED UP AND ONE AFTER ANOTHER THEY POUNDEDE MY WIFES PUSSY CUM SQUIRTING ALL OVER AND IN MY WIFE. ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, (FORGETABOUTIT) THERE WAS AT LEAST A DOZEN OF GUYS JUST FUCKING MY WIFES BRAINS. They were fine with that and said they understood. I stood up and was a little wobbly from being tied up so long. One guy grabbed my arm so I didn’t fall and unlike day 1 they all escorted me down the path to the lake. I waded in and they all did as well. The water was very cool but it felt so good, especially on my pussy which was now pretty sore from two days of being fucked over and over again. They gathered close around me and started taking handfuls of water and washing me each. It is hard to imagine not having a penis, but I don’t have one any more, and my vagina is definitely getting wet. A finger up and down my pussy lips leaves my fingertip glistening with my fluid, and I bring it up to my nose for a sniff – OK so far – and then to my lips. I taste great, if I say so myself, and smile broadly at myself in the mirror. Now three fingers circle my lips, then run up and down them. I feel my leg muscles tighten and my heart rate increase. Slowly, almost shyly, I slip. It is this connection that gives intensity to the relationship. There is no absence of jealousy, what exists is controlled jealousy, jealously healthily converted into desire, passion and lust. It is as a result of this strong feeling that her husband takes pleasure in seeing her with another man, if there were no love and sense of marital belonging, it would be banal and would not arouse any interest. Cuckolding represents an agri-sweet lifestyle. It is the contrast of flavors, the challenge.