Debbie asked, ‘OK Sis, tell us—did you like being fucked in the ass?’ Sally said, ‘I told Steve he could fuck me in the ass, but to use a cond...m. He was all for the idea. ‘I was so relaxed since we were doggie fucking, it felt good—well, really good. ‘Steve put on a lubricated ultra-thin condom and was pounding me doggie with shallow and deep thrusts, hitting my G-spot nearly every time, massaging my 38C tits while fucking me. I moved my thighs closer together to tighten the pressure on his. It was the first time I’d made dinner in a while, usually when Barb wasn’t home I just had cereal or made something in the microwave and was plopped down in front of my laptop watching TV by the time she got back to the house.The gesture was lost on her.As usual, dinner conversation consisted almost entirely of the girls talking while I sat there and chewed my food in silence. Today, though, for the first time in weeks, I didn’t mind. I didn’t sit there stewing, waiting for my wife to chat with. I could drop it any time if I wanted to, it’s just that things at work have gotten really out of hand.”“Like what? What’s happening?”“Oh Maryam it’s too technical for you ... Listen, I was wondering, do you need anymore money for the baby? I know we need tons of food, and it’s important we get a pediatrician. Doesn’t he need to have his shots and stuff? That’s what the bavasaab said.”“I’m taking care of all that,” she said. “Oh how I love it when you talk responsibly.”“I’m a very responsible. She's hot and so's he. They should be doing it like rabbits." I know," Carly said. "But then it got more explicit." Linda's eyes got wider. Carly had her attention and she leaned forward to talk more quietly. "Then he started talking about how many times they used to do it before they got married, things like that." How many?" Linda asked. Carly knew that was coming."Does it really matter, Linda?" Carly asked."Hell. I'm curious. Yes, it matters," Linda said."Fine," Carly replied. "He said that.