I knew that if my wives were not to some degree bisexual I would be able to accomplish little other than resting during the day so that at night I cou...d fulfill my marital duties.My contemplation was interrupted as I saw Kim standing before me offering a cup of coffee. Somehow it registered that she had asked a question as she handed me the cup, but I had no idea what it was. "Sorry, Hon, I was woolgathering." Kim looked puzzled, and thinking that she probably didn't understand this archaic. His cock was a pole that pointed north. He shoved it into my thin small pussy and stroked so many times. I had never been explored so well, and for so much time by my husband. With my husband, sex only lasted for a few minutes.He licked my ears and the gap between my neck and shoulders. I felt ticklish and tried to push him away. He stopped.Then I looked at him in the eye. In lust. Something inside me wanted him to continue. This time, I held his neck and pulled him to kiss him. Our lips met. I. She laughed politely and said, "No," then added it was only the third one she'd seen. One Saturday my friend Bob came over and brought along a friend, Phil. As we talked in the living room, Ami came out and I introduced her. A little later, Bob went to the kitchen for more coffee. I heard him talking to Ami and then, from her room, the unmistakable sounds of fucking. Bob was married and could be obnoxious and terminally horny, so I went to Ami's room to make sure she was okay. They were naked. Working it all the way into her mouth and back out again. Thank goodness there was no one else on the road right now. Then the little blue car went speeding ahead of him again. Cindy started to quickly put her clothes on. "I want you to pull over and let me out. I want this guy to stop and pick me up" Cindy said to Molly."What are you crazy, you don't even know this guy. Putting on a show for him is one thing, but getting in the truck with him is another." Molly said."Come on Molly, I.