Well, I would explain that to her later.Once she was fully seated around my cock, she began to slide up and down on it, using her knees and hips to pr...vide the motion. She whispered in my ear, "Johnny, this is my first time with the girl on top position, so I may have some trouble. Please bear with me while I learn."Hell, my primary interest was fucking, and I couldn't care less how it was done. As long as there was a cunt that I could reach with my cock, I was happy, so I was willing to go. . and in fact, I loved it! I finally worked up the nerve to push my tongue into his hole and he let out an "ohhhhh" sound. No doubt, that felt good. I made him squirm quite a bit and I was very proud of myself for satisfying him. Just as I really started getting into it, I heard the toilet flush and it was obvious that our encounter was about to end. He whispered, "can I see you later?" and I said, yes. Then my wife appeared in the doorway with her robe on. Are you guys getting to know. The light died out, for a moment my consciousness died out too. Shadows were dancing in the darkness. I felt sick, and my shoulder hurt. I stirred, but then realized that I’m lying on my side, and that I’m stuck. Something was pressing my left arm. I remembered that I’m not alone as I heard soft weeping, resembling animal’s whine. I didn’t see the girl, the darkness was absolute. Then my eyes managed to discern a vague light spot, probably her shirt. “Are you OK?,” I asked. My voice had. We are not exclusive and you don’t own me,” she snarled.“What!!! We have been living together for over a year. Does that not mean that we are exclusive?” I snapped.“No, exclusive means being engaged or married, which we are neither,” she sneered.I paused for a moment just looking at her, probably with an amazed look on my face. I needed to refocus on my thoughts for a second or two.“So, by your definition, I can go out to the pool and pick up any woman I want to and bring her back here and bang.