The foxkin shouted, “I left our valuables in the courtyard. Please, just take them! It’s all yours. Just let me live.”My prey’s voice carries ... sweet little tremble that brought the world to life.I snapped the lock and pushed the door open. I expected to find it blocked, but it opened easily. The foxkin cowered behind a massive ballista. It was already loaded, and aimed at the door. She yanked down on the release pin, and the ballista bolt slammed into me. Pain blossomed, and I yelped in. My wife lost her interest in sex and she just can’t provide my sexual needs. She never was fond of blowing me anyways. But lately everything seemed to much for her. It sucks (sorry for the pun) because we are great together but somehow we can’t get our libido on the same level.We talked about inviting a girl over for my sexual pleasures. So she could watch while I got provided in my needs. But my wife was to insecure to actually do it. To afraid that I would lose interest in her and fall in. What he is doing to me feels good and looks even better in the mirrors.Still kneeling he turns me around, his hands gripping my arse cheeks and licks my cunt lips, perhaps slurps my cunt lips is a more apt de***********ion as I quickly orgasm twice.I am feeling just a tad guilty after I was sexually pleasured by a younger couple and returned the favor while he was away (see WHILE MY MAN IS AWAY) without telling him.“Would you like to share me with another bi-sexual lady next Sunday? We have had. She smiled. I smiled back."Look, I gotta go," she said, "I think I'd like to see you later, though. What lunch period do you have?" Second. Same as you." Cool. I'll see you at lunch then? Tomorrow?" Yes. Yes you will."She ran off and went into the locker room.I got a huge smile on my face. That went very well. Of course, by lunch tomorrow, Hailey would be in the game.I had wonderful dreams that night. I woke the next morning and decided to dress as pretty as I could. I wore a little light-blue.