But then it dawned on me, I was such a fool: I didn't need to choose, I could have the best of both worlds. It was so blindingly simple; I'm a bisexua...! This realisation was a wonderful turning point. I was completely free to have sex with whomever I wanted, male or female. I suddenly felt more liberated and at peace with myself than I had ever been in my life. I felt as if I was on some kind of sexual crusade; to have as much sex as I wanted with men and women, wherever I liked. After all, I. This was it; the moment Karen had been steering her husband towards for the last couple of years. Allowing Pete to believe that this was all his fantasy and she was somewhat reluctantly drawn into his world; Karen acknowledged she had always wanted this and now she had it!The engorged cock sprang into view at last, and Karen's hand gripped the base. Her wedding band pressed the heated rod as she steadied it before her lips. Now taking her time, Karen slowly gave the oozing cock-head a lick. The bastard continued this motion for several minutes, tormenting my helpless wife.But then she began to murmur obscenities that I had never heard her say before.Then she screamed announcing she was cumming… The orgasm that crashed into her was more intense than anything I had ever produced. Her entire body quaked and a light yellow liquid gushed from her and covered the black invader. James did not slow down. His body glowed with sweat as it began to drip off his chin.The old black stud had an. “You’re not allowed to do that. I mean, you can have a secret favorite, but you’re not supposed to admit it out loud. Besides, you haven’t screwed the others yet. It’s too early to decide. But I can be your favorite right now. That’s the best way to do this. Your favorite is the one you’re with.”“Do you have a favorite guy?”“Hmmm,” she hummed. “Right now it’s you.”“But you have a favorite in the group,” he said.“I have. There are things I like about each one of them. So, I love the one.