" Well, obviously, if you don't want to sleep with him, you've got to be a lesbian," I said, smiling."Doesn't happen too often," she said. "I did slee... with a couple of them after all. And word tends to get around." I'll need a few details -- names, dates, times, places -- about your husband's life, for the story." Well! That's a relief! For a moment there, I thought you were about to ask for names and dates of the men I'd slept with." Only if you feel like confiding in me," I told her,. I waited a week to call him for our next rendezvous. Just like last time, I thrilled when his strong masculine voice answered. “I was wondering if you would call again.” He said. “How could I not call after the time we had last week?” “I understand.” He said. “It certainly was a heavy session. Let me ask you how did you feel afterwards?” “Well, you know, I had some mixed feelings.” I confessed. “It has been so long since I was so thoroughly fucked. When I walked away, my pussy felt. What can we tie you to Lara?”They all looked around. I couldn’t help thinking there was a bit of enthusiasm building up.“Pool steps,” said Janie, “and some cushions under?”“Mats,” said Mr Whitaker. I noticed his appendage was looking bigger than it had been, even if it was still dangling. I had a sinking feeling his protection was wavering. He was looking at me rather like Mr Harris was!And so was John, the little beast. And his little willie was sticking out a bit as well! They moved the. My Gosh!He was ready for more.I got back on all fours and again he mounted meslipping inside me and fucking me with recklessabandon. This time he was thrusting much harder and Icould feel the huge knot. I rocked back trying to helphim tie with me. I could feel it move as he pistoned inand out, more cum running down my thighs, and down mybelly. His knot stretched me, and I could feel him cumming nowagain. Hot powerful spurts deep inside me. Only thistime he didn’t pull out, but instead lay.