The smell of him was overpowering and transported me into a crazed state, I licked him like a mad woman. It was fantastic, I had never imagined that s...ch bliss existed, and all the while he ran his fingers along my slit driving me even crazier. He moved back, leaned down and kissed me hard,then he slid back down my body to kneel between my legs, which he thrust wide apart. He stuck two fingers into my pussy and I moaned again. ‘You’re soaking wet,’ he said. ‘I think you’re ready.’ I held my. We would lie in bed for hours masturbating sharing our fantasies of a real man being able to give her the satisfaction she’d been craving while I was at work, and she would always scream Richard’s name as she came.It had been so freeing to have Melissa allow me to masturbate in bed with her. Since he left I couldn’t cum unless I was hearing my wife call out his name. She would let me cuddle up to her and even hump her leg a little now so that I could whisper sexy things about the man she really. After round 3 years of marriage, I began to think of Monica with other men, the thoughts were getting stronger and turning me on until I began to question her of her past sexual encounters as bedtime talk. She was not short of boyfriends although her parents were strict with her, she didn't slut herself off much but did have her fair sexual affairs especially with 2 steady boyfriends. I was becoming somewhat perverted about the woman I loved, wanting her to fuck with other men so bad, wanting. Some had a girl sucking their cocks and others were playing with their cocks with no apparent shame. I stood in disbelief as I looked at all the TV screens around the room and one had my strip from the day before running. I guess my fucking would follow. The music finally stopped and some man got on stage. “Let’s hear it for Marcy.” She took a bow and stood there with no shame as everyone could see every inch of her. “So how much do I hear for this 16 year old whore?” What was happening, I.