I still had half a bulb of oil remaining, but decided to wait. Her vagina was dilating at a rapid rate indicating arousal. The anal sphincter was rhyt...mically clamping down on the intruder. Her breathing was heavy and begging for release. I squeezed the remaining oil out of the syringe. The result was better than anticipated. Her legs gripped mine so violently I could barely keep them spread. Her hands on my ankles were vise grips seeking relief. With the bulb completely empty, I began the slow. " Thanks," he said, his throat choked. He tried to fight the new wave oftears but couldn't. He was startled when she reached out and pulled himinto her arms."Sometimes," she said, her voice soothing, "things look really shittyfor a while. And then all of a sudden, they get better. I know for afact that the forced balance wasn't your fault; Becker's a cowboy, andhe doesn't realize it but he just got thrown."Ray sat up and stared at her."Come on," she said. "The tow truck is here."They got out of. He looked me directly in the eye.He asked in a profoundly serious tone if I was serious. I replied by drawing him to me and kissing him. I wanted him so badly now.He resisted for a few seconds. With my lips pressed to his, I slipped my tongue into his mouth and immediately felt him relax and begin to respond to my kiss and then our bodies embraced.We continued to kiss and felt him adjust his position as I guessed his cock hardened in his pants. I was experienced enough to recognise his. I masturbated to tremendous orgasms picturing my wife being filled with cock and cumming over and over again.After 18 years of marriage, I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that I could never approach Karen with my fantasy, so I began to dream about being the "other man" in a torrid threesome with another couple.I cruised the net daily for anything that would feed my fantasy. One day I happened upon a site that offered an opportunity for people to search for suitable partners for threesomes. I.