Running my hand along her knee I savored her cool, smooth olive skin. “It’s been a long dry spell for me,” she said. “I haven’t dated since ... was in college.”“It’s been a long dry spell for me, too,” I replied. “How far are you willing to take this?”“You started it,” she replied. “How far do you want to take it?”“Do you realize you just answered my question with another question?” I asked.“Did I?” she replied, coyly.“I want to take this as far as you’re comfortable with ... and no. "Katherine smirked. "OK. You are a self-obsessed, cheating, lying, nasty piece of scum with a small cock and an unhealthy obsession with my underwear. You don't wash properly so you smell. You don't think. You run like a girl and throw like a spastic. You fuck middle-aged sluts like Emma Roberts and I hope she's given you something nasty." She hummed for dramatic effect and looked at him. "Yeah I think that covers it." Sam went to speak and she glared at him. "Oh no, sorry, and you're single so. I shall eat your sweet twat and lick your bum! So, are we agreed? Plural wives? Plural husbands? Abe shall always have a unique place in my heart, but now Stavy has a spot of his own, too,” Tricia encouraged us, as we put our hands in hers to confirm this arrangement.“So, yes, as plural wives, we have full and equal conjugal rights to both men, then. Both of us do ... and to each other,” Vicki observed, rubbing her tush against my dick with a vengeance.“Exactly, love. I’m going to love this .... You dont have to&hellip, but she wasnt to be dissuaded. Her hand gripped tighter at my base and slid more of my member through her tightly pursed lips and across her warm wet tongue. All I could do was sigh as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wanton monarchs oral ministrations. Dont let this go to your head, the queen teased as she continued to stroke my hardening cock with her hand. Im not your whore, but rather you are mine. Then she pulled my hips around and forced me to sit upon the bed if.