My little tongue slut, as you should be!” Angie reminded her with a deep tongue kiss and a blush on her own cheeks that belied her sexual aggression...“Yes, I’m your bitch ... and Allan’s and Ray’s. The least I could do after trying to shove cuckolding down his throat when he was a great husband to me. My ass belongs to Ray, but my pussy is Allan’s for life and my mouth is yours, and I definitely want that down in writing. They can swap, share, and etc., but at the end of the day, those holes. She glanced at me before returning her gaze to Stacey. Her eyes travelled her lithe body and came to rest on her perky little breasts with the gold piercings. Stacey followed her gaze and smiled. She reached up and fondled the little hoops, making her little pink nipples hard as rocks."Come and touch them," Stacey invited. She put her legs out and leaned back as she put her arms behind her. Her slim, firm little body was on display for Karen."Go ahead," I prodded as I pushed Karen towards the. Mark pulled me up on the couch with him. I sat there with him stroking my breasts and watched my husband go to work on his cock. It was amazing how much of Mark's cock he could force down his throat. He made him gag on it. Eventually he said he was ready to cum and asked if I wanted to see him cum in my husband's mouth. My husband had never had someone cum in his mouth. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to see it but not if my husband didn't want to do it. I didn't want to force him to do it. Along with a body that looks like she is a pro athlete. She had males always check her out. She was quiet, shy to a point. It was as if she did not notice the attention at all. I did, and I felt proud of my girl, not bad for an average guy.It was late on a Saturday night. We had gone down the Coast for the day then decided on dinner. I did a quick u-turn when I spotted a Motel. I told Rani about my plan. If they had a room we could leave the car and we could both drink. Then come back to get.