As I have my first orgasm on her tongue, I let Greg’s cock slip out from my lips. I am sliding a clenched hand along the full length of his erection...and the other along her man’s erection.The rest of the day passed in a blur of wonderful sex with two men and a woman, though I did feel a little guilty without my man participating.The day my man arrived home we fucked every which way. “Tell me, what you did while I was away? Did you fuck anyone?,” he asks in the after glow.“No baby, I didn’t,” I. Looking at myself in the mirror, in my tight top and little g-string panties, I smiled a wicked smile, then turned and opened the door just a little. From where I was in the bedroom I could see the too lovely guys working in the kitchen. Watching their strong bodies at work found me with my hands almost involuntarily slipping down over my breasts, tummy and panties. My fingers explored myself through the now moist fabric, playing with a rapidly engorging clit, tracing over the outline of the. As her muscles clamped down ion my fingers and I could feel her climax almost upon her, I yanked out my fingers and slapped her pussy hard. She cried out loudly and whined wordlessly, her orgasm ruined, the pain and emptiness leaving her teetering on the edge and starting to roll back unfulfilled.As she twisted in my grasp I unclipped my sporran, tossing it to the side and grasped my turgid cock, guiding it to her opening as I knee-walked up behind her. The head, slid up and down the fevered. We didn’t totally agree about politics, but we could have respectful debates. On movies, we stood divided, but willing to accommodate each other.To sum up, we were falling in love. After 3 or 4 months, she asked me to move in to her house. I was spending almost every night there, anyway, and her house was much nicer than my condo.She had rules though. When we discussed my moving in the rules of the relationship, there were some things she was very firm about.?You can never ask me to tie you.