After dinner on the last night of the weekend, we played cards and had a few drinks. After several games of three-handed gin, Clint suggested we play ...oker. He and Steve both played cards frequently, and since I won nearly every hand at gin, they thought they would beat me at poker. At first we just played regular poker with chips, but no money. I dont know much about poker, but I was winning most of the hands. Steve said you couldnt really play poker without betting money because you cant. Slutty Amelia got behind my wife, between her spread thighs.She leaned on Anita and hissed softly on my wife’s ear:“Well, bitch, are you ready for a second round…?”I saw Amelia pushing forward and I heard my wife as she grunted, while this thick rubber cock invaded again her tight asshole. The girlfriend pushed even harder, making Ana scream in pain, through the gag in her mouth.I got harder even worse than before, not only staring at the round buttocks of that bitch as she pushed and pushed;. I looked over at them again and this time he was on top of her missionary style and her moaning got louder. I was watching my husband fuck another woman… but I did agree to this. He caresses my back and strokes my hair, kisses my cheek and wiped off the tears. I looked into his eyes and he smiled, I tried to smile back, then he kisses me gently on the lips, then on my cheeks and back to my lips. This time I felt his tongue run on my lower part of my lip and I slightly opened my mouth. Still. Sell your place and move in with me, baby girl. You’re mine now, baby. I’m taking you in and keeping you for life, okay?” I insisted in a firm, “will brook no nonsense” tone of voice.“You mean it?” Ruth asked me skeptically.“With all of my heart. You don’t mind my others, do you?” I asked her once more.“Oh, God, no, I don’t! I just need someone, I just need you, there for me. Holding me. Kissing me. Snuggling me. I feel so lost, so empty, so restless, so... ,” Ruth continued, but I cut her.