So, I was more than happy to accept it as I saw ways to mend the broken relation with her sister, through her.We started chatting with a ‘Hi’ and ...ithin few days there have been ocean of messages that got exchanged between us. She was Cute for looks, sweet with words and Innocent in Nature (Later proven to be wrong ;-)).Then we exchanges our numbers and started talking the endless talks that most of the lovers do (special thanks to Viber and Skype). One day she suddenly asked about my Ex-Girl. I was in a great mood and didn’t think otherwise and leaned against his shoulders as he continued driving in the same gear (it’s a fairly homogenous stretch with little traffic owing to the week day odd hour). He put his left hand around me and was talking. When I lifted my head to answer, he planted a soft lingering deep kiss on my cheek. I blushed. Then he asked me for a kiss and I pecked him hurriedly on his left cheek. We left it at that.But after this, kissing on the cheek became fairly. She gave some small hits on my guy and said you have a good one. She planted some kiss on my cheeks and I kissed her back. I couldn’t resist anymore. I asked if condom available, she said its in the other room she can go and take it. But as I wasn’t much convinced about the safety factor, I rejected the idea.She opened my Zip and pulled out my 6.5 inch monster who will grow up to 7 inch in full flow and started to stroke and she liked my guy and said you have a good cock. She was about to. The small blonde in his arms is Cricket, another of Dave and Alice’s wives.”Bill’s eyebrows rose. “Oh, yes. You are in a plural marriage. I remember now.”Alice chuckled, “It gets more plural everyday.”“Can you tell me about it?”“The short version is that Dave, my actual legal husband, and I loosened up about six or seven years ago. In the process we added Pam to our family, and then Heather, and then my sister Julie. In the same ceremony that Ken and Patti wed, we brought Cricket into our.