And then you came in ... and ... let's just say you went out the window with him in more ways than one." By that you mean?"That pained look returned."...he doesn't know you." What?" Every memory of you is gone – died when he did." Nothing?" She knows me, what I am, what we do, but as far as she's concerned, the first inkling she's ever had that you existed was when you busted through her door." Have you told her?" Not yet – figured that was yours to do. Empaths says there's no danger to it, but. All three of us froze. My wife started yelling what the fuck was going on, and How could I do that behind her back. She joined us and we had a great threesome………………….. NOT!!!!! Bob got dressed and ran out of the house, My wife and I had a long talk about how in the past she agreed to do threesomes with other guys how she lets me dress up, is ok with me being bi…etc etc etc. she said it wasnt fair and thought we were in this together….no secrets>, ..She told me since we now have no secrets. As I move back up, I take your wrists in one hand and put both hands above your head, holding them against the wall. Your legs raise, opening to accept me. I hold on to your hair and pull slightly as I push into you. Muscles tense as I enter, your back arches. I pull your hair tighter, holding onto your wrists with a little more force, pushing my hips forward. I hear you gasp as you take in air and start to whimper slightly as I push in and out of you, your hips rising as I push, trying to get. He wanted her to be wet; he was determined to make her horny.“What’s your problem?” she hissed at him.“There’s no problem, I’ve got you figured out.”She turned a pale shade of pink. “Touch me again, Sean, and so help me I’ll-” He slid closer to her. In the quickest second of her life, he grabbed both her wrists. She gasped and closed her eyes, he put his hands behind his neck and she was still too surprised to move. Then his hands moved down her back to her ass, kneading it. “Oh, God,” she.