"fuck, I love you husband, and I love your slut! Fuck, it's been so long since we came together!"Christine growled and shook as she came with us. She ...ewed loudly as she lustfully watched my wife and I kiss, and then she lunged down to join us as the kiss ended."Tell me its okay to say I love you," she begged. She gave me an intense look as she said, "I love you, best friend's husband."She followed her words with a quick and relatively chaste kiss. She turned to my wife with the same intense. Encouraged, I licked again, from the base of her vulva to the top of her clit, making sure to go slow enough that I knew she could feel every bit of my attentions. She began to grind against my mouth as my tongue lashed her hungry pussy, each flutter of my tongue bringing new waves of pleasure. Her pussy was getting too wet now to warrant keeping her panties on, so I peeled them off and away from her before continuing to tongue-fuck her greedy love tunnel. My own stiffness was growing too great. .Hmm. Okay. That wasn't that bad, i said to myself. Atleast she ain't getting paranoid or something!A sigh of relief, i sensed within me. The pressure of my blood subsided. The qualms cleared and my mind now relaxed.I returned back to my senses. Still awaiting her vocal response though..Hello. She smiled back.The excitement of talking to a stranger has an unparalleled charm. And when the stranger, alike, responds nicely - YES!Thats how yelled my veins. The cloud of chaos transfigured to a. .. just like there are always 'they.' 'They say' is the beginning of more trouble and argument in the world than any other two words I can think of ... except maybe, 'which God?' followed by 'yours or mine?'"David?" Sorry to have to wake you, chief," I apologized, "There's going to be dense fog by sunrise. and it'll probably burn off by noon."He turned and walked up to the bow, I could see the reflection of his face in the green bow light ... he sniffed, decided his course of action and walked.