It'll be uncomfortable to start with but,trust me, you'll be enjoying it before you know it. All you have to do isbeg me to fuck you and I'll make sur... you enjoy it. Or I'll rip youopen." Again he prodded forward with his dick.I was beaten and I knew it. I wanted to resist. I wanted to be able tolook it the mirror and say I resisted but I knew that wasn't going to be.The end result would be the same anyway."Okay, use the lube. Please." And?" And," I swallowed. "Fuck me." Pardon." Fuck me,. While Morgan saw to our lunch and some drinks I checked my bait traps. I had two minnow traps under the dock tied to the railing with a nylon line. The first looked like it had about thirty mud minnows, more than enough. Scooping them out, I poured them into the live well, adding water to keep them alive until needed. I set up the rods with sinkers and hooks and set them into holders mounted on the stern. I looked up to see Morgan coming down the dock struggling with the cooler. I jumped. Matt assured us that we were normal and indeed a refreshing example of what honest and open minds can bring to a relationship. We talked for two more hours and finished several drinks. Our conversation became much more personal. Eileen explained that Matt was the first to suggest sex outside their marriage. They had both had numerous encounters prior to their marriage. She was bisexual whereas Matt was strictly heterosexual. She also implied an interest in other activities that were outside the. There in bed were our Mother and Aunt Jean in a sixty-nine going to it."The transom was open. We could hear them clearly from the hall, every gasp, sigh, and slurp. Aunt Jean was begging Mom to lick her clit and tongue fuck her. We had on night gowns and started rubbing our pussies at almost the same time. We weren't shocked - but aroused by it. We could see enough to tell what was really going on. They both gave little quavering cries of ecstasy as they came, and then rolled apart We hurried.