She realized I was getting close, and again I felt her mouth engulf my glans. Her tongue touched that wonderfully tender spot at the base of the head,...and suddenly, I erupted. I’m sure I would have spattered semen on the walls had she not taken what seemed like a cupful of my seed in her mouth. I watched her swallow. ‘Will this give me pimples or make my hair fall out?’ she asked, as she continued swallowing. ‘I’ve got to go get a drink of water,’ she said, and she ran into the bathroom. I. They passed where we went off the road and continued on their way.Tim navigated us through the woods and found a stream. We crossed it and he continued on until he found a rocky stretch.“We need to get off and cover the hoofs of the horses.”“What is going on, Tim?” I asked.“I am not exactly sure, there were sentries out, but they didn’t have uniforms. I have a bad feeling is all.”“Well you have kept us out of trouble, so I’ll go with your feeling.”We covered the hoofs and walked the horses out. ” She said, bringing her lips to mine, and slipping her sperm coated tongue into my mouth. That’s how my descent into cuckoldry began. ======================== Within a week, she confided in me that she had found someone willing to try satisfying her need, who didn’t mind being watched. In fact, he encouraged it. She had met with him, discovering that he was a recent college grad who played semi-pro hockey. In the off season, he did escort duty, sometimes for pay, sometimes for sex. They had. I suggested Paul and his partner, and that was the beginning of the special volunteers. They gather in the rose garden after closing if the weather is good and have an orgy.”The path led to the rose garden where five or six couples were laughing, shedding their clothes, and rubbing each others’ genitals. It was an arousing sight. Brian saw me staring and laughed. “Don’t worry,” he said. “We’ll come back here and you can get naked with them as my guest. Right now we have to continue to.