Dinner had been amazing and we were all relaxing on the patio, enjoying the deepening evening cool. “Emma tells me you guys have an open marriage?�...“More or less, we do have some rules and boundaries,” my husband replied. “Why do you ask?”“I have a hard time believing that you can make something like that work long term. It seems like the potential for problems outweighs the positives. Don’t you worry about your wife with other men?”Jim laughed softly. “It goes two ways you know. If she is with. You can experiment as much as you'd like, and when you go home no one has to know but you." I stood up. "And if all you want to do is dance, all you have to do is dance and we'll have a lot better time together than if we both spent the rest of the night feeding quarters into video poker. So, Beth, wanna go dancing?"She thought for a moment. "Okay," she said. "Ah'd love to."The disco was tacky but it fit the bill; it was dark, crowded, noisy, and it made us feel like we were alone with each. Bhai k lund meri choot ki diwaro se ragad khane lagi thi.Choot ki raas nikal nikal k lund ko nehla rhi thi aur bhai bhi ab meri baalo ko pakad k apni zordar jhatko se meri choot ki chudae karne laga.Uska lund bina ruke tezi se zor zor se andar bahar ho rha tha woh kabhi meri kamar ko pakad k chudae karne laga to kabhi meri baalo ko pakad k es tarah bhai kuch hi zor dar jhatko k saath ruk gya aur sara sperm meri kamar k upar gira diya.Woh haste haste wahi towel me let gya.Me bhi kamar dard se. It was just a small puncture wound oozing a drop of blood as he looked at it. “You’ll live,” he murmured, his voice echoing in the vast bathroom. He looked up at her. Her hands were fisting the material of his shirt in her lap, a scowl set firmly on her face. She’d probably look really pretty if she smiled, but, right now, he didn’t care much for the suspicious way her eyes were narrowing on him. He cleared his throat. “What’s your name?” “Abigail,” she replied primly. He kept his eyes on.