Finally, I got him to admit that he was fucking around and that we werenot exclusive as I thought - he says he never said we were, I say it wasimplied... As punishment I no longer let him fuck me bareback, eventhough we both prefer the feel of skin on skin. He was pissed for awhile, but he keeps coming around, and I keep fucking him (I guess Ican't quit him). I also decided I was a fool to be exclusive to him ifhe couldn't be the same for me.I rarely fuck other men, but I am open to it. What. He continued to strokeit until he had covered her breasts with glistening, sticky juices.I began to remember the night before and eating the creampie he had leftinside my wife's pussy, how much I had loved both the taste and thesubmissive humiliation of it. I knew now just what I wanted. I leanedforward from my sitting place and began to kiss and lick my wife'sbreasts, licking up my son's cum even as he continued to shoot his load onthe great expanse of soft female flesh. My wife giggled to see. Something that made his groin groan and desire her even more. He took a couple of steps closer to her and watched her turn around and stop dead in her tracks. 'Move out of my way Brandon. You stuck your tongue down my throat once and i'm not going to let it happen again'. It was too late. Part desire and part rage had overcome him as he grabbed her and pushed against the wall, slamming the door in one swift action. He looked into her eyes and chuckled ' i guess i'll have to put my tongue. Almost as soon as I'd get there I'd pull my pants and undies off, lie on the bed and start to rub my pussy. I'd alwas start slowly, with my eye's closed, pretending it was Jimmy. After rubbing is for a while I'd slip a couple of fingers inside my pussy to feel how wet I was, then I'd lick my fingers clean so I could get back to masturbating. As my clit got hard I'd spend all of my time with one hand, rubbing it gently, while with the other I'd reach down and put my fingers in my pussy, I.