I.. eh.. I'm kinda horny right now". I grinned before she turned her head and nodded in Jordan's direction saying "I want him".All I could get out was..."Em, what?", feeling rather confused at her response, wondering why she openly wanted another and admitting it to her own husband. My face must have looked puzzled before she continued with "I don't know, I love you and love being with you, but.. but for some reason I want him tonight. I can't really say why".She kissed me just as the bells rang. The visit came to a close. Before the guests left, Lamont asked, “Can I get your number to stay in touch?”“Uh,” Erick started.Erick’s mom interjected, “I’ll text Erick’s number to your mom.”“Thank you, Mrs. Sherman,” Lamont smiled.On the ride back, Erick’s mother said, “Lamont doesn’t get many visitors.”“How is that my fault?”“It isn’t, baby! But, it’d be nice if you’d interact with him on occasion.”“I guess.”“Can I sent his mom your number?”“Sure,” Erick acquiesced.A few days later, Erick was. His pants were open and his prick, all drenched and slimy, lay exposed. His right hand was soaking, as well, and it was obvious that the horny young man had jerked himself into oblivion.She wondered if he had been thinking about her as he pumped his prick. She hoped so. She gazed at him for a few moments, tempted to kneel down and suck his cock, just to see if she could milk him off without disturbing his slumber--to give him a wet dream, as it were.But now, with the dogs so eagerly waiting,. As usual, Lonji beat her to it. He rested his palm against her slick slit, massaging in a slow but firm circle. A moment later, Kyla felt a subtle change in the air, the indication that someone was behind her. She supressed her warrior-born impulse to tense up and defend herself, instead only smiling slightly. Slender fingers--the same fingers Kyla had suckled during the street orgy on her first day at the Colosseum--suddenly clamped over her eyes from behind and a voice giggled, "Guess.