Carl pulled her down onto him and kissed her as Stacy with her lubed strap on moved towards the bed. She spread Linda’s ass cheeks. Linda feeling he... body approach a climax didn’t resist. What ever the woman wanted to do she could do. She felt Linda’s tongue slide down her ass crack to her pussy and then back up to her asshole. She felt it stiff pushing against the puckered flesh as Carl pushed up into her and further stimulated her his shaft seeming to hit the back of her pussy. Stacy pulled. I'm not sure. I know I don't like the way things are, but I don't want to be 'in the business'. I don't know what I want." Do you want an 'open marriage'?" Ralph asked, patiently. "If I agree to that, would you want to get married then?" Maybe. Are you saying you'd agree?" she asked, starting to brighten."How the hell do I know. Do you love me? How the hell can you love me if you want to fuck other guys?" I do love you. And I do want to fuck other guys. Does that make sense? It doesn't make any. I returned to my room around 3 O’clock. When I am coming there she is picking some concrete and brick parts form the house and putting that outside. That man also with her. I just smiled and go to my room. After sometimes that person went to some other place. Because his work was over. Only cleaning work is pending. After he went, she started to look to my room and smiling every time, while her passing my door. Once she stopped there and asked me. “What are you doing?” I said “I am working in a. “My turn she said. Right director?” She asked me, giggling. “Right!” I Answered, proud at how far my girls had come in their understanding of dramatic pacing and staging. Anna crawled whimpering from the table, too out of it to properly help as Tiffany positioned herself. The horny, busty young slut rolled over and got on her knees, sticking her pert ass in Richard's face, her glistening pinkness beckoning to him with a sheen of liquid drooling from it's pretty, plump lips. Richard playfully.