Air rushes in and out of my lungs. A moan of pleasure escapes with each breath. I rub my pulsing nub in manic circles with my thumb as my fingers twit...h and probe within the depths of my hot desire. Steaming water continues to pulsate against my skin. As one hand abuses my pussy, the other finds my stiff aching nipples. My fingers pinch and pull the protruding buds. My pussy responds by tightening around my fingers. I push them deeper. Waves of ecstasy roll through my body. My knees tremble. I. "It's up to you, Kid," I told Amy. "Talk to him about it, and ask him whether he wants us to do this. Tell him about what the Orioles have said about his coming out, during the off season -- if that's what he wants to do by that time." Do I try to persuade him to go along with this, if he's reluctant?" No. Just give him the whole picture. Explain the prevailing attitudes at the Warehouse, if necessary, but make clear that it's his choice. If he doesn't want to do this thing, we'll just call. She was stroking one of the other guys and I could hear the slapping of flesh on flesh from the one behind her. Ana stayed bent over as the second guy came in her, after pumping like a wild crazy man. When he finished, my wife stood upright and looked great. Fresh semen was in her hair, her sweet face and leaking out of her abused cunt…Anita wiped off her face and took a drink of beer; as she smiled and chatted with them. The men were playing with her nipples and her moist pussy. The other two. I had some fruit, coffee and rolls while I considered how I felt and what I would do. I felt confused, even embarrased. After all this was a highly unusual situation. Obviously they all knew about last night and seemingly it was ok, or was it ?.Yet so much needed to be explained. How come Hansi let me fuck his wife ?. Yet, I was sure that Marika wanted to take me to bed, why didnt she?. What happened to her and Hansi ?. So many questions. I decided to have a walk about the town to consider all.