The first couples of minutes wasn’t all that bad, but by the time the ten minutes were nearly up, my legs were starting to ache a bit from the immob...lity.I sighed with relief as the phone rang and I hurried to it, “Yes?”“Good. Now, I want you to sit with your back facing the tv, knees up and legs spread wide. You should lean back some, using one hand behind you on the floor to prop yourself up. Toss your head back and drape your forearm across your forehead. Do you understand?” he. She somehow knew to be light, delicate.My balls slapped into her, filling the cave with the rhythmic slapping of our flesh. I broke the kiss and stared into her emerald eyes. They were wide as she experienced the pleasure. A smile played on her lips.“Yes, yes, Chaun. Fuck me. Mmm, ram your dick into me. I’m your slut.”“My slut.”“Your wife.”“Wife,” I groaned. “My wife.” I had to stop saying those words. I couldn’t be what she wanted me to be. I couldn’t be faithful. I was a changeling. “My wife.. "Oh umm," I hesitated."Lycan Cabernet?" asked Kai."Oh yes if it isn't chilled," I answered almost afraid. I knew fromtalking with Natani that was his favorite. I also knew from her that itwas much better at room temperature.The fact that we were allowed to drink wine at official functions at ourage only meant that we'd acquired a variety of knowledge.When the dance finally ended my feet were sore and I doubted I would haveany trouble falling asleep. But then Natani called and we talked. Something changed over there too, and they were making similar squishy sounds. But it sounded like theirs were from both the in and the out strokes. Karen’s moans got more frequent, and each one seemed a bit louder than the last.Cindy started doing the same, and soon unrestrained feminine moans filled the tent. That apparently got to Ken as much as it was getting to me. We both added grunts to our strokes. The tempo picked up again. I’m usually good for about ten minutes. That night it had to.