"Taste me..." I whispered, barely able to let the words escape past the choking power of the rush of exhilaration I felt. Abigail's tongue came out of...her mouth and for the first time I felt it's wet warmth pass over my clit. "Ohhhhhhhhh, my god..." the words come out like a plea, and entreaty to the immensity of what I felt when she licked me there. With her tongue straight out, she stimulated my clit, flipping it back and forth gently. I was completely naked, completely in the power of her. I wasn't sure they would hold up for an entire evening, much less in the wash.Finally, I slipped on the black dress. The fabric was very expensive and it slipped over my skin with ease. It was shorter than I was used to -- I guess it was clearly too short, but when I looked at myself in the mirror I was impressed by Mike's skill. Who knew he could put together such an outfit. I could feel myself getting turned on and as a result my panties were getting wet.When Jim got home we got in the car. ..as his balls slapped my anus, I pulled him even further into me. I was whimpering incoherently, his sweat dripping from his face, splashing onto me, into my mouth. I licked my lips....ooooohhh, his taste. I wanted him, all of him. I now had him......all of him.I had both hands on his ass pulling him into me, his hands under each knee holding my legs up. Suddenly my cock lurched....shooting a ribbon of cum up onto my face, dripping from my nose as the second jet spurted from my ejaculating. I dont know if Walt had told you but it was the first time I had been with another man since our marriage. I can understand Walts voyeuristic desires for we all have these fantasies at one time or another. But for you both to plan a rape of me, I just cant understand it. Even with what has happened I want us all to continue as we were, as much as possible, but if you desire, it would be most welcome for you to have sex with me, as Walt has shown that he is OK with me having sex with you. I want.