" We'll find someplace," he said, getting up from the couch and grabbing the gun off the ground, throwing it over his shoulder. "We'll find someplace...and we'll fuck there. In the meantime go to the spare room and get something to fill your holes."Filling the holes was a temporary fix. The girls were not exageratting. Too long without cock, and the virus would slowly destroy them. They would die. So providing them with dildoes, vibrators, butt plugs, anything that could penetrate and. I told her to stop because I wanted to run this training program on MY terms. Tori was standing by watching everything. I told her to move over toward me. Amy backed out of the way and when Tori was in front of me, I told her to put her hands above her head. Then I told Amy to get behind Tori and to pull her t-shirt over her head and off. She slowly pulled the shirt over Tori’s little perky tits and then completely off. I had Tori turn around to face her friend. I asked “Amy,. Finally we got some sex magazines out and found "wife watching". There were stories and pictures of men watching their wives being fucked. We were aroused by it all. I asked if she wanted to fuck other men. She blushed and said, "Only if you want me to." I stuttered and finally blurted out yes, but I have to be there to watch and maybe participate. We had no idea how to make this happen. The next weekend there was a party at a friend's house. My wife was wearing a very short red mini dress,. Wendy collapsed on me. She was spent. I needed to cum, but doing it there in front of all of those people was distracting for me. Plus I was worried about offending someone. So I stood Wendy up, who was weak in her legs, and took to the bedroom. There I fucked her in missionary until I got off. After the sexual tension mounting during the day, we both were happy to finish each other off. I got up and turned off the lights we had left on in the living room. Wendy and I lovingly held each other.