Hell, there’s a good chance I’m going to marry Kara, and she’s the least adventurous, least wild girl I know! If you think your sex life is ‘b...ring’,” I made air quotes, “what do you think my sex life with Kara would be?“You would call it boring as hell! I sure wouldn’t! And do you know why? Because I love her. She does what she’s comfortable with. I have my orgasms and I give her orgasms. I bet you anything you care to wager that you make Pete cum and he makes you cum. Fine, he won’t stick his. Peggy was up as well. Wifey was finally able to hop on and ride me. She got on cow girl style, her big boobs bouncing aroiund, while Peggy licked and fondled my balls. Wifey grabbed my hands and held them, her way of saying she wanted to be in control. With wifey now leaning forward on me, her boobs were jiggling in my face.This also gave Peggy a chance to play with wifeys ass. I felt Peggy pull my cock from her sisters pussy, deep throat it a few times then return it to wifeys pussy. Peggy did. So much so that you’d fuck Fat Bastard if he walked in here with a foot of man meat in his shorts.”She actually blushed. Jim laughed.“C’mon, let’s go back to my room and I’ll take you someplace that your husband has never taken you before.”“My husband...” Jim cut her off.“Your husband is in California. You’re alone here dancing at some club in the suburbs. Stop playing around, Ronnie. Now let’s go.”Jim stood up and didn’t let her look away. What she thought she was looking at was a 50-something. I had started rubbing her back and grabbed a good handful of hair, pulling her off his cock.“Enjoying yourself baby?” I asked her. All she could do was try and nod with a whimper, ”Yes Baby, can he please fuck me?” She was almost pleading with me. I knew how bad she wanted it. Tonight she was his bitch, his slut.Now I had given him the orders earlier, before she had gotten home. I told him he could fuck her anyway he wanted to, but he was not allowed to cum in her. I am the only one allowed to..