I could see this oral activity was having its effect on Maggie. Her chest began to flush. The rising orgasm was heating her blood and it was flowing t...rough her body like the river Jordan. “Yes dear, she is here for the night. I hope you don’t mind?” she asked between sighs.I crawled around behind Shelly who was on her elbows and knees between Maggie’s legs. I paused there to admire the sight. A firm round ass up in the air and a pair of freckled tits hanging above my wife’s partially hidden. .Then there is the Knocking on the door.i grab a small robe an walk over to the door to find out who is there,.... Its AlanWhat are you doing here i ask as i open the door to him,i was checking up on you..you left with those guys , i just wanted to make sure you were okI open the door fully and let him in , Yes of course i am i left them and came back here on my ownAlan laughs as he walks in and says..wow do you remember the first time i ever came here and that girl we both hadI grin and tell. I wanted the honeymoon to go on forever and, when it didn't, I did what many frustrated wives do. I read romance novels while using a battery powered substitute. That was where I first heard about cuckolding and it intrigued me, but I just used it the concept as fantasy fuel. When only real man-meat would do, I would initiate sex with him. He had given up on initiating sex with me about 10 years into our marriage. I thought he had lost his libido, despite the fact that he had told me several. On the ground the Voidlings are unstoppable, living tides of claws, chitin, and teeth. They cut our supply lines, stripping worlds of the resources we desperately need in surprise attacks that punch deep into our territory. It’s the perfect Catch 22. Do we spread our fleets thin to protect our supplies, but at the cost of the worlds we are sworn to protect, or do we hold our ground, protecting the cradle worlds from the Void, but grow ever weaker after every battle as supplies slowly dwindle?5.