I wasstanding there, bleary eyed, a toothbrush in my mouth, pissing, when shewalked in. Rather than make a scene, I just ignored her and finished up....he had walked in and closed the door, standing back leaning against it,watching me. She had her tight black teeshirt on, but the pants were goneand a white thong was all that was covering her sex. My morning hard on intensified now that my bladder was empty and thisblonde goddess was standing in front of me, half naked, with that sexyslept in. Anal sex? An abomination and the practitioners of it would surely go to hell. I, however, was a little more cosmopolitan in my tastes. I'd had oral sex before getting married and I loved both getting and giving it. Anal sex with a woman who liked it could be an exciting rush and I could think of any number of positions that could be sexually satisfying. I spent several years trying to get Mickey to come around to my way of thinking, but to no avail. In short - I was feeling sexually deprived.I. " But you will fuck me in between these... affairs, won't you?" Baby, you can fuck anybody, or anything you want as long as you don't fall in love with them instead of me. And that's the only condition I'll ever put on you other than allowing me to watch, of course." "I'll tell you this," I replied, "I'll never love anyone else the way that I love you. And that's a promise. You took my cherry, so I guess you can pimp me out to whomever you want to. I am your wife after all." What about you?" He. Soaked through there was a small puddle on the floor. Picking them up she brought them to her nose and inhaled. The sent of Candys juices triggered a tingle deep in her own pussy. Candy opened her eyes and was about to tell Mary to get out,till she seen what was happening to her friend. Still holding Candys wet panties to her face, Mary had pushed her hand between her legs. Strangely aroused Candy watched the show preforming in front of her. Licking the nectar from her fingers, Candy reached up.