Ballows saw me stand up from my seat, he said, “I take it you two, or three...” and he nodded to Samantha, “ ... are going to do something for u....”“If you’d like?” Lynette replied as she set her flute down beside her chair.“I’m always up for a short musical treat. What is this song you’ll be playing?”Lynette turned to look at me after Mr. Ballows question, and I simply passed the buck back to her for this song choice. Even though she gave me a non-threatening ‘evil-eye’, she turned towards our. .. he's in my womb...” Stacey didn't have a very deep vagina and when her diaphragm wasn't in place, I could easily spear through her cervix, even with my average length. I knew there was nothing in the world to compare with the fist-like tightness of her giving a deep fuck. I knew the stranger wouldn't last 10 seconds.Now I began to struggle like a mad man to get free. Sex games are one thing, but my wife giving her fertile womb to a stranger just to make me feel like shit was something else.. He is charming, and very respectful of me. He seems to know the situation between Chris and I. We small talk about the conference, our jobs, anything to avoid the inevitable. Chris excuses herself to make a phone call.In her absence, I confront Jon. I tell him I know of his desires for Chris. He nods and explains that Chris has told him about the agreement she and I have made. In fact, he says he's relieved of how open her and my relationship is. I appreciate Jon's sincerity and feel very. In moments, she released him from her mouth and begged him to fuck her. ‘I want you now, too, Tommy, put this thing in me, please. Fuck me, Tommy, I want to be fucked hard.’ Tom repositioned himself between her spread legs and placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her dripping pussy. In one push he entered her fully and grunted his appreciation. ‘Oh yeah, that’s good. You’re so hot and wet. God, are you a great fuck.’ ‘Oh, Tommy, you’re so big. You’re filling me up. Oh, yes, you’re.