One day, I asked her that I was craving something new and exciting. She said she will take care of my appetite. After that conversation, I completely ...orgot about that. I was busy with work and other things in my life. Suddenly, one day I received a text message from her along with a contact number. When enquired about who it was, she informed me that she is the one who will keep the excitement going for me.She asked me to plan everything according to my wish as she has already been informed. Paul grabbed a second one and closed the door. Twisting the cap off as he walked, he stepped over to Marcy’s side and handed her the original beer that he’d retrieved.“Thanks,” Marcy acknowledged him.“Sure,” Paul responded.He walked back around the bed to the other side, opening his own beer and taking a big swig as he went.As he rounded the bed he pondered this unusual situation he momentarily found himself in: being able to look at a buck-naked Marcy and not be going wild with male urges.. ..that sounds like a great idea."I just looked at Maggie and smiled thinking that she had Karen had hatched something up between them. Knowing Karen a I do, and her total devotion to her Maggie, it wouldn't surprise me for the two of them to have discussed "sharing" me for her Maggie's benefit. It wasn't as far fetched as it sounded. I know she was feeling sorry her Mother, knowing now much she loved her Dad, and how much her Mother loved having sex. It was kind of kinky thinking that she and. My pleasure was truncated abruptly,however, when I met a wall in her pussy(I later learnedit was her hymen). I was only about halfway in, so Ipushed harder and to my surprise there was more roomfor my cock.“Owwwwwww,” Beth shrieked in pain. “That hurt you sonof a bitch.” I looked bewildered at her, anxious thatshe might want to stop. She evidently wasn’t disturbedby the pain, in fact she seemed to enjoy it. “Damn Ben,I told you to fuck me hard, but I never.