________________________________________ There was another woman with her when I arrived. Her name was Allison. She turned out to be four years older ...han Sigourney and me, and she was married. There was just something about Allison that I found very irresistible, and I sensed Sigourney knew it and had arranged for her to be there when I arrived. (This turned out to be true, what’s the old adage? Women can’t live with them-can’t without them.) She wasn’t a stunning beauty, but yet she had an. Using the end of the whip, I began teasing my pussy lips with its leather handle, its girth and length about the size of a young boys cock. As I pushed it between my labia and into my pussy wantonly jabbing and thrusting it deep inside my love tunnel, continuing until I started cumming. My wetness dripped down the handle making it difficult to hold onto, I dropped it to the hay-strewn floor.As I relaxed from my releases with my elbows on the saddle to support myself, I noticed with surprise a. Jayanna told us about experimenting with girls. She told us how different it was than sex with boys. My Sister Emma was shocked, but intrigued. She had only ever fucked boys. She said she liked sex, but had never thought of girl sex. Jayanna, said it was really hot and could even be hotter sometimes than fucking a man. She got very detailed and I know that Emma and I were both feeling a little aroused. Later after Jayanna left, Emma and I were lying around in our bikinis, talking about Jayanna. They were not mine… Surprisingly, I didn’t find myself particularly angry. I hadn’t expected to come home to find this, but now that I had, I found myself considering the logical aspect of my sweet wife being naked in my bedroom with another man. Indeed, I found myself somewhat turned on. Walking quietly over to the bedroom door, I placed by ear gently against it. I heard no words being spoken, but the repetitive squeaking of the springs in our marital bed mattress was pretty unmistakable..