By the end of the night she was saying things like “ I want a guy like (me) someone I can have fun with and great sex and just go out and do things ...ith.” Of course my wife chimmed in drunkly saying if I wasn’t married I’d totally be open to you guys hooking up. Anyway nothing happened that night but us all going back to our place and my wife’s BFF passing out on our couch.The next day is when things got crazy. My wife came to me and said her and her friend had been talking about going out. As I grunted and she screamed we experienced a mutual orgasm. This was another first for me and it was glorious. We finished and slumped into each other’s arms with my cock still buried in her ass and my cum drying on her face and upper body. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep because I was exhausted after all that sexual exertion. At some point in the middle of the night I awoke to the sound of Bobby crying. Betty shifted a little and got up off the couch. She kissed me on the lips and. Doesn't that feel good? Nothing that good can be bad. I can tellyou it feels amazing on this end." Father," she grunted without slowing her thrusts, "I don't understand." You have been bestowed a great gift by our Lord. You should enjoy it."From outside the confessional there was little doubt as to what washappening inside. The grunts and moans and the telltale rocking motion,it was obvious someone was having a great time. The wall between themdissolved away and Maria saw her cock going in and. "Oh my kinky husband! I am perfectly happy never having another sex partner for the rest of my life. But if you would get pleasure from watching me with another, I would love to explore the options. But I need to know what you want – how you want to take this." I sensed that our conversation might end and I desperately wanted it to continue. It was an erotic confession on both our parts. "I'm not sure how to answer. I don't want to offend you or cross the lines of our marriage vows. I don't.