.. although ... two and three of us would also be married to each other. We would love having you as husband to the ends of our days.”“How do you ...ive do that? Have you had this discussion?”Still holding his hands, Heather replied, “Not per se. We understand each other and, though it happens very infrequently, we know when one of us is speaking for all of us. This time, it was my turn. It’s usually Beth or Liya, they are our ... social experts. While I understand my sisters, I do not fully. On Saturday, every time I closed my eyes brought back the vision of my wife on that hotel bed with that asshole behind her, fucking her, driving his cock into the woman that was the center of my world. Sleep was impossible.I started having more thoughts of inadequacy. Had I driven her into the asshole's arms? Was there something lacking in me that made her seek satisfaction elsewhere? Why would a successful, apparently happily married woman have sex with another man? I knew that we had had. "Okay." Haven't you ever had you ass licked before?" No, that was the first time anyone has ever licked the inside of my ass," she said with a laugh. "Where no man has gone before, you're the first to put their tongue where the sun doesn't shine." Seriously? No one ever tossed your salad?" Tossed my salad? What's that?" This," he said spreading her ass cheeks wider to lick her ass deeper with his tongue."Oh, my God Bill," she said pushing her ass back on his tongue while holding on to the sink.. Although the pillow muffled her moans, we could still hear her crying out. That only motivated us to fuck her more. Her small body wiggled around, frequently arching her back up as her inner thighs clenched up. We kept our fingers planted deep inside of her until her strong orgasm erupted, her contractions forcing our fingers out, followed by a warm sticky substance slowly oozing out of her pussy. I dived between her legs and began to lick her juices off her wet cunt. Kimmi's body shifted.