” I wondered in my head, what did she mean? Did she mean a fucking or did she mean a fucking from me? I thought it best not to ask. I felt so conte...ted, why spoil it! Her pussy was against my thigh, I felt its wetness, it must have been my cum as it dribbled out of her. We drifted off to sleep. I was awakened by a noise, and as I opened my eyes, ever so slowly, and ever so slightly, I saw Nat as she walked out the door. Fuck she looked good. I glanced over to a clock and noticed it was. We let go of each other and begin to dress. #8 puts on the jeans and sweater she wore here, and I throw on a hoodie and jeans. We go downstairs, and you are standing in the dining room, with a fabulous steak dinner prepared for us. "Wine my dears?" you ask."Yes Sir," I say."Yes Sir," #8 says. We all enjoy our meal, discussing the scene and how much fun we had. After dinner, I prepare coffee and dessert for the three of us. We discuss further, until you observe how late it is. I look at the. Just because you get a ‘no’ from him, doesn’t mean he won’t change his mind later. Let it be and he may end up fucking you later.” Joan added, “Sex outside your marriage must always be with the group. No partners visiting when you are alone. That’s where cheating begins and the marriage trust falls apart. Only with your spouse present, even if in separate rooms, but with full knowledge of your activity. Howard then asked, “What about jealousy or maybe your partner falling in love with. The two men then fastened leather straps around my wrists and secured them to the bed with rope."Right-tee-ho," said Graham, as he held up a black leather blindfold that was padded and shaped like the Lone Ranger's mask. "With this on, you'll be ready for the party." Party, what party?" I asked.The two men laughed as Paul took hold of my cock in one hand and my ball sac in the other."We've invited a few friends over for an afternoon of debauchery. And guess what! You're going to be the life and.