The thought of her husband looking at porn disgusted her. She didnt want to even think that another naked woman might get him off. She started reading...the last story he had read and was shocked by its contents. She found herself blushing and shaking with a sense of betrayal. She had to know for sure so she went to the next one he had read. Same theme. All of them. Hes gay! She said to herself, My husband is gay! All of the stories he had been reading involved two men having sex. All of them. . if your husband doesn't allow me to fuck you. he will stop me now. If he doesn't, it means he is hoping you will fuck me and he will be happy. she looked at me and i looked back at her but said nothing. she knew why i wanted it. She moved her body and held Dan's hand which is under her skirt and squeeze her leg tight to prevent access. Dan seeing her resisting and signal me to move away. I woke up and told them that i need to use the restroom. My wife didn't answer or looked at me as her. When I asked her about it she looked in a mirror at it and said she had no idea what caused it. A few times I heard what sounded like mom getting fucked hard in her room, and 3 times I managed to spy on them fucking on the living room couch late at night.One night I shuck downstairs to spy on mom as I’ve done in the past, she and her boyfriends would think I was asleep upstairs and have sex on the couch in the living room. I could stand in the shadows in the hall and watch them with out being. Juan stroked her cheek. ‘Don’t try and fight them, Karen?it only makes them more excited.’ They pulled her backwards, turning her easily so they could hold her against the sloping back tubes. Her arms were positioned outstretched along the horizontal bar while they used thick nylon straps with Velcro fasteners to secure her at elbows and wrists, spreading her arms out on either side as though she was about to be crucified. Her body slumped down when they grabbed her ankles and quickly wrapped.