They then proceeded to lick their juices nectar from my face.“Thank you, ladies, for the Hors d'Oeuvres,” I said. “I enjoyed eating your pussies... It just whetted my appetite.”I looked over to my lusty wife in the arms of her two male companions. They were suckling on her teats like two blissful babies. The silly satisfied smile on her face was proof enough that our fears were misplaced and that we were actually in paradise. During the evening I remember we had something more than sex nectar for. I started checking out the "man looking for man" internet search sites, looking for guys with similar thoughts in my locale. I would reply to some of the postings and strike up e-mail conversations with some of the "MWM bicurious" guys. We would swap pics and talk about hooking up but nothing every came to fruition. Then I came across one posting. It read: "MWM 43 for MWM (pic)". I opened the posting and a beautiful cock picture accompanied the text. "MWM businessman, 43, looking for curious. She smiled and walked over to me as I got up,we hugged and then kissed.She said that no matter how much I might change or look different, shewould always be there for me. She gave me a funny look but then quietlysaid that making love would now certainly be different but that we werealways looking for something to spice things up a bit. I just smiled andhugged her even tighter.That, of course, caused my nipples to get just as hard and large as lasttime, along with my penis. She must have known. That is how history can be damaged, as David is saying.”Turning back to Dave, Arthur asked, “And you say you might have already made such an alteration?”“I am afraid so, Your Highness. I am rather familiar with the stories of your life and rule, what we in my time refer to as the ‘Arthurian Legend’.”“I must say, I rather like the sound of that,” Arthur mused with a grin.“Erm, back on point David, if you please,” Merlin urged him.“Of course. The war with Mordred is a well-known part of the.