It had built muchslower and steadier, and it felt like my whole body was tingling andfuzzy. I'd started to sweat and moan as Abbie rode me from behind...really getting into the rhythm and pounding the strap-on against what Iassume must have been my prostate. A strange sensation of needing tourinate had started to build and I'd worried we would need to stop whenit was overtaken by an overwhelming wave of pleasure and heat and I'dsquirted thick strings of cum onto the bed. Even after ejaculating. What can I do you for?”“Last night, you and Aaron had a long talk about the Circle, your lifestyle, and I guess your philosophy about life, marriage, and relationships. He shared it with me last night, in fact, we talked about our own marriage and relationship most of the night.”“We did talk. I didn’t mean to leave him so apparently unsettled.”“Oh, you didn’t. You left both of us unsettled by the time he told me all of your talk, and now we’re full of questions, and ideas, and a desire to. “Yeah right there, fuck me, fuck me, oh god keep fucking me. Yes don’t stop. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck... yes. I am such a whore for you.”It sounded like Bailey was getting fucked by someone, but who? I couldn’t hear any male responses. I needed to get closer, my inner voyeur was being re-awakened. “Voyeurism still gets me so fucking horny and wet,” I thought to myself, “but it seems like such a long time since I’ve felt this way.” I suddenly realized that I wanted to watch my daughter play. I felt a soft hand lightly touch my shoulder and I jumped as if electrified. “Sorry, Tony.” A trilling laugh ensued and I could feel myself turn crimson with embarrassment. With the supple grace of a dancer, Claire inched towards the bed, lithely leading me towards it by the hand whilst in the same moment deftly unbuttoning her blouse. With a soft thump she dropped herself onto the edge of the bed and stared up at me, baby blue eyes sparkling. I could feel my face tighten, my groin throbbing.