5" cock. If anyone has read my past stories you know that we have an open marriage and Charles loves sharing me. Though it wasn't always that way, thi... story is more back ground to how it came about.After Charles had invited his friend Bert to our house to watch him fuck me on our couch Charles and I’s sex lives went wild. We literally fucked like rabbits. We couldn’t last more than a few minutes in the same room before one of us had the others clothes off. We quickly would come to learn that. They were not enjoying their work tonight, and they were going to regret this mistake for the rest of their life even if they weren’t caught. The sheer weight of the responsibility for what was about to happen weighed them down as if an actual, palpable weight was atop their shoulders.As they worked they all prayed silent prayers that the disaster would be as small as possible. They knew for sure the train was going to derail, but maybe the death toll wouldn’t be so high. Maybe the whole train. She moves away from me to put the juice back into the refrigerator. Turning as she closes the door, I lean in to kiss her and she pulls away. ?What's wrong?? I ask.?Nothing,? she curtly replies.Leaning in quickly, I give her a kiss on the cheek. Pulling back, I get a slight whiff of pussy. She gives me a puzzled look.She is against the sink and I can see Ashley off her shoulder studying at the dinning table.?You may want to wash your face next time,? I whisper.?Next time what?? she snaps at. . sure," I agreed. "I wasn't sure if you would want to spend the night with me on a first date." Silly, this isn't our first date," Molly replied. "We've gone skiing together twice. We've known each other for a year." She cocked her head and stared at me as I started up the car. "We've shared some damn hot good night kisses already. I'm definitely ready to get to know you more intimately." That feeling is mutual, Molly," I said. I leaned over and gave her a kiss, full on the lips. She gave me a.