.. how could he ... what the fuck?!"Snarling out those expletives did nothing to change the memory locked inmy head, nor did the pounding of my hangov...r-induced headache. I eventried scraping it out of there by scratching at my scalp and burying theheels of my hands into my eyes, but it couldn?t be dislodged. There Iwas, being carried by Ollie like some kind of fucking, fairy taleprincess in the midst of being rescued.Fuck, this was so embarrassing. What the hell had we even beenthinking?! . “Mmm, cum for me, baby br0ther,” Taylor urged, hoping that she was close enough that feeling his cum erupting inside her ass would set her off as well.Her permission ringing in his ears, Austin started fucking her ass with little beyond his own pleasure on his mind. Slamming into her welcoming asshole, he started to feel the cum rise in his balls. Pushing deep into his s!ster’s ass, he let out a loud groan as the first shot of jizz exploded, splattering against Taylor’s insides.“OHHHH,” Taylor. Their get togethers would be followed by my having sloppy seconds with my wife. From there we branched out, after about 2 years, to include other guys, and to have the encounters with me there (me plus one guys and my wife, and 2 times with 2 guys and my wife - never any other women). So why does this still turn me on when having sex with or fantasizing about my wife? Well, the sheer numbers - my fantasy was of her as a true slut, porn star, or professional whore.And she pretty much engaged in. We went upstairs to get ready, Brett said; he would come and pick me upat 6:00, this gave me an hour!I showered and decided I would wear a short cocktail dress in lavenderCharmeuse satin and lace, it had a sweetheart neckline, a back zip thatfinished just below my shoulder blades, very close fitting with a builtin bra and boning to the body; it was not ultra short, but it's hem wasabout 3" above my knees.My shoulders were bare so I wore a lace shawl as a cover up, silver 4"heeled evening.