She simply didn't have any to bet, and every dime was precious."Hmmm. How about something completely different this time?" He said it as if it were no...big deal, but inside his heart was pounding hard. Maybe he'd had way too much to drink to be contemplating this. But, in for a penny, in for a dollar, or whatever that phrase was."How different?" She seemed interested. That was a good sign."Well, how much do you need to fill your car fund?" Hah. Right. No way are you going to bet me two thousand. While we were making love I would whisper to her "Would you like to fuck him?" This would get us excited and we'd have wild sex. We invited John to dinner at our place. Carol wore a gauze halter top that was completely transparent. She found numerous reasons to touch him and lean into him. We were making small talk and I mentioned to John that I had a photography project titled "Carol 29." The point of the project was to take pictures of her while she was at her physical peak. I showed John. He then lifted me up in reverse cowgirl and took me next to the mirror. He whispered in my ear watch yourself getting fucked you slut. I was embarrassed watching myself getting fucked, I was watching his cock come in and out of my hole, he picked up the pace and it made me shoot my cum on to the mirror. He also came inside my hole, he held me there and started pissing inside my hole till his cock got soft and slid outside my hole. He then held me higher and asked me to push, i pushed and alot. There was a large magnum of Champaign setting in an ice bucket, off to the side. It really seemed strange to sit down at the table, nude with Bonny and Tony, but I was kind of finally getting used to the idea. After all, I had not had on a stitch of clothes for over 24 hours. We must have spent over an hour eating first one thing and then another. What a feast and I think we all needed it.It was getting late when Tony popped the cork on the Champaign. He poured us each a glass and said,.