I’m just worried about you, that’s all.”“Worried? Worried?” I tried to control the anger inside, but some of it escaped as a frustrated grun.... I looked Amanda in the eye and asked, “Have you ever done anal?”“What?”“It’s a simple enough question, have you ever had anal sex. Ever taken it up the arse?”“What’s that got to do with—”“Because you’re right, I do feel better when I get laid. But I don’t need your help to do it. I’m perfectly capable of picking my own partners. From now on, I choose. .Finally Mick drags me from under Cathy --- the bed is soaked!!!!!!!!! he carries me into the shower --- we stand under the shower kissing and stroking each other ----- He says -- thanks Wendy --- I ask what for ---- for all of this --- this will live with all of us forever !!!I smile and say Mick I am so glad we met --- this has bought freshness to my life and I know it has to Cathy also.....He kisses me as never before ---- I’m cumming by being kissed --- it is really meant to be like. Sometimes we would go out with Paul and Sue, others, we'd go off on our own. The movies were good, as was a walk in the park, but it didn't matter, just being together was enough.On the spiritual side, our love life was blooming, on the more intimate side it was stalemate. Scott wasn't allowed to take girls to where he lived, and I doubted mum and dad would take too kindly to his sleeping with me at home. Being inventive, we found ways of relieving our frustrations, hands and fingers taking on. She used to say his monster black cock drove her crazy every time he fucked her. One night Cecilia and I were lying naked in her bed, no loving husbands at sight, when she confessed me that she had always had fantasies of being fucked by my hubby Victor.“Go ahead, babe; I think my sweet husband would love to fuck your brains out !!” I said to her.“So, Ana darling, would you let me try to convince him to fuck me?” She opened her nice eyes.I nodded yes, but the only condition was I had to be.