And he didn't take his eyes off me as we stared at each other."Open those legs, Diane, my husband croaked.With a flush of shame and a shudder of excit...ment, I closed my eyes and opened my legs."Now put them over the arms of the chair, Diane."Shaking with shame and arousal, I did. I opened my eyes and looked down. My hand was still at the top of my slit, but my lips, my slick protruding lips, were uncovered, flaunted, and oh so obviously wet."DO IT!"It was the first time he'd raised his voice to. I thought to myself that the first one didn't hurt like that, but it did; the brain just did not want to remember it.On both occasions I can tell you that the split second when the piercing takes place sure as hell straightened me out and I do mean that, my legs shout out and I said words. Apparently not bad words but words or expletives none the less.One can suffer paralysis by analysis in many areas and this was one for me. It is something that I have wanted to do for a while but I asked. And, that was just the first night of our new relationship - a more open and adventurous us where honesty and communications and all out a****l rutting played such a crucial role. The nights and weeks that followed let us to online stores and then into their brick and mortar counterparts like Babeland, which turned out to be our fav.We bought all the toys we had never talked about before. There were anal toys, vibes, and strapons, lubes and sexy outfits. We talked about my heteroflexibility in. In fact she was intentionally teasing Steve and Stu who were floating closer to see if they could catch a glimpse. Emma kissed John passionately and then pushed herself back to float away. The guys had naturally formed a triangle and Emma was loose in the middle, drifting between them. John spoke, “Why don’t you show them what you were up to? I’m sure they’ll appreciate it.” She floated towards Steve and reached her hand under the water to find his cock and once she had, cupped his balls and.