Don't be silly." Alia and I are appalled at his suggestion. We are each other's rivals for our husbands love and he wants his two wives to dance toget...er? Reluctantly Alia walks over to me and puts both arms around my waist. The next song starts. I put my arms on Alia's shoulders and we begin to dance.Alia gently pulls me against her. Her body is so soft. Her beautiful hair tickles my face. I have to lay my head on her shoulder to keep her hair pressed down so it doesn't tickle me. I have never. Well then, we need to find out some more information about them.”-------------------------------In the morning, the boys were left all alone in bed, the girls having long since gotten up. Still asleep, the boys rolled over and snuggled up to each-other, thinking they were the girls. As they snuggled, Ben began to stir. As he opened his eyes, he humped Jake a little bit. This caused Jake to stir. As he realised it was Ben who was humping him, he jumped, and back off.“What the fuck are you. He forces me to say "Tracy loves you big cock Sir!" while his cock is stuffed in my mouth, He starts taking pics and video of me sucking forcing me to say how much she loves cock. He tells me it's almost time to watch Tracys pussy get stretched. I cry. I beg. "Please Sir don't fuck Tracy Sir!" He mocks me and says "are you crying cucky faggot?!?" and proceeds to wipe my tears with the head of his cock and tells me we're going to use those tears to lube my throat because as I'm watching Tracy. I asked her to call, or text, or FaceTime but she refused.“I’ll be stressed enough,” she'd say every time I brought it up. “I may feel a bit weird, you know, having sex and it won’t be you. If it works, if it’s not too gross, then next time who knows.”“But if I’m not involved at all...”“You are involved love, deeply involved. You’re picking the hotel, booking the room, paying for it, helping me get ready— everything apart from the messy bits.”“It scares the hell out of me and it makes me look.