Now here I was, a year later, yearning for the sex I used to have all the time. Don’t get me wrong it was good sex with Chrissie, but slightly repet...tive. I just couldn’t forget the wild nights (and days) I used to share with my wild, mad ex. One night after a lot to drink, we were in bed and while we were having sex I started to whisper in Chrissie’s ear about swinging and suggesting what it would be like. I could tell she was turned on, but then I know most people fantasise about it at some. Ibet we had spent more money these two days than our family ever spenton ourselves before Geoff." We planned this for a couple weeks," Maria admitted. "Geoff wanted tobond with you kids, and we had the money in the budget. Then I woundup getting another $1000 check from Bill Strong for doing someinterviews on Saturday. He has some good people working for him now,so I probably won't do any more for him. That made it easier to affordall this without wincing."The two pairs rejoined after a few. " However, I had a hunch that there was something she wasn't saying. "Are you sure?" I encouraged, though she quickly repeated that she was. "All right," I sighed, sitting down and wondering what I'd ever done to deserve something like my current condition. Just then, Praxis went, "Ahem, aren't you forgetting something?" With a sigh, I responded, "Like what?" "A hundred bottles of beer on the wall," she started singing, sounding more amused than anything else. I groaned at that and pulled the. Something that was moving! "Don't stop, pervert," Mrs. Norman said, I told you that you would get 'it',and you're now about to get 'it'. And you if you spill even a drop of my shitover the carpet, you'll never get a chance to service me again, as I know youWANT to do." Jason felt his penis being released from his jeans, and he instinctivelyopened his mouth wide to accept the brown turd that had began creeping outof Mrs. Norman's ass. "You're not worthy to fuck me as I know you've always.