This is want YOU can’t do…this is why you had to recruit me ….. Say it…tell Laurel that you are a little beta boy” “ Look at your husband...Laurel, he has something to tell you” “Say it Dan “ Dan now begins to tear up and as he sees my stiff curved 10” sex prong arched up near his wife’s vagina he blurts it out “ I know Laurel, I know – I am not man enough to satisfy you…I am a wimp…its okay I deserved to be cuckolded…its okay, let him mate on youI accept my fate”"Dan are you sure you don't. I sucked the urine from her short curly hair and then lapped over and between her lips. As I did, the flavor changed from her salty piss to creamy female lubrication. I wanted to taste it all, so I reached back with my tongue, Caressing her anus and then moved across her vagina to swirl around her clit. Then back across again to her crinkled anus – each time, gathering and drinking the cream as it seeped from her secret places. As I worked her pussy from clit to ass, I heard her moaning deep. She knew that Victorians houses were overly decorativebut they out did themselves when it came to color. They looklike a candy store with all the bright colors. Her parents were c***dren of the hippie generation thatwent from free love to money grubbing capitalist...he, he.Both of them worked long hours to build that big retirementnest egg, and Melissa's college fund. They were among thegeneration that believed in zero growth to save the worldsresources. That is why they only had one. ”A weekend of carnal lustSue and I were all talked out. We’d talked through our feelings, the risks we were taking and how neither one of us wanted to stop, despite these risks. It had been an exhausting and tiring conversation, and when Francis returned in the early afternoon, I think we were both glad that the conversations had to come to an end.The rest of the weekend passed in a festival of carnal lust and desire as the three of us each used the weekend to meet our own differing needs. I.