I called her this morning.” June paused.“Go on. What did she want?”“In a nutshell, she wants to be my sex slave.”“Your sex slave! Are you ...idding?”“Nope. I’m not kidding. She wants to be, not only my sex slave, but she is willing to be our, yours and mine, sex slave.”“Holy shit! What did you tell her?”“She begged me to say yes. I felt so sorry for her. She was crying when I told her I didn’t think I could do that. I finally agreed to talk to you about it and see what you say.”“Oh. So you want. The boy dropped his trousers and she almost fainted when she saw the size of his business. It was so long and so thick that she was reminded of a tree in her backyard that her dog found particularly fascinating for purposes of initiating his urinating procedures after lengthy sniffing for new scents of other visiting dogs from the neighborhood.“Oh, dear, please don’t stick it in all the way, young man. I fear I am not accustomed to such a large order of male cock in my privates.”The boy laughed. ” She was referring to a text that said, “Wish you were here” with an embedded picture of my sucking Roger’s cock. Denise took the picture. And Carol was correct, we had talked through all the implications of opening our marriage fully to embrace another couple. At Carol’s insistence I described the threesome in graphic detail. How Roger fucked me. How I fucked Roger. How I fucked Denise, and how we woke up the next morning and went back at each other in various combinations. “There’s another. I swirled gently for a minute before pulling it out and licking the tip. She was shocked to see what I did. But I know she'll be more comfortable now, now that she knows I tasted her juice without disgust. We're lucky nobody saw us.The next thing was the biggest thing I asked of her. She's disgusted by just imagining the procedure of giving a head. I told her that I had to put my cock in her mouth for her to suck. I couldn't think any reason why she changed her mind to suck my dick.Again, we.