I demanded that she let me go - or I'd scream.She actually laughed at that, then dared me to go ahead. All she had to do was use the statue to swap b...ck, then anyone who came would find me standing over her, handcuffed and naked.I swallowed hard. She'd figured things out pretty well. If _that_ happened, I'd be lucky to not be accused of rape. She had me, and her grin told me that she knew it. I got a sudden inspiration, and I grabbed the statue again.Sonya laughed again as she told me it. I'm deeply in love with her and enjoy our version of the cuckold life.When we were living together but before we married, we wrote a list of 'Rules'. The list is fluid and is added to from time to time. Rarely do any of the rules leave the list. I suppose the list originally was our version of a pre-nuptial agreement.The very first of our 'rules' was that Tina will fuck other men at least three times each day, and at least one of those men must be a total stranger. She added one clause, to. “ This is a fantasy of mine”Gwen suddenly wrapped both her arms around me and pulled me tight against her. I released her cock and held her for a few moments as she realized that she was ok.“ Thank You. I never know what will happen. I’ve been hurt so many times.” Gwen whispered into my ear.“ Are we ok?” Helen asked. We both wrapped her up in our arms and we held each other close.“ Ladies” I said after a few minutes. Both looked up into my face. “Why am I the only one still half. "its about 2 now, so I'll see you in a couple hours?" I'll be here, cya then!" And I turned around, sashaying my scantily clad u******e booty as I walked across the street, garnering the inappropriate attention of several sets of adult eyes. I closed the garage door and walked up the stairs to the front door and went inside.My mother was dressed in a tshirt and jeans when she stopped me before I could go up the stairs. "Chris, I know you didn't do it on purpose, but next time you bring a man to.