' This one is impossible to say with just a look ... that she opened her mouth makes it doubly bad.There is no hope ... she may say... 'I forgive you..... ' but she's never going to forget.And there's another thing ... If she says you said something ... you damn well said it ... even if you didn't.If you did say it ... and there's two ... or more ways what you said can be taken ... she never gets to the good saying."Honey, when I look at your face, time stands still." Honey, your face would stop. “I need to be inside you.” Chris gasped, yanking his zipper down and reaching inside his pants to pull out his erection, “Now.” Leaning over me, he placed one hand by my head while the other gripped his pulsating penis and pointed it towards my open thighs. I saw my hand reaching for his member to push it away, to stop all this madness. Instead I gripped him tightly and helped him find his way inside me. We reacted in unison to our joining, a sigh of unexpected relief slipping through my lips. Maybe.Anal play wasn't a thing for me yet at that young age. Just once in a while, and then never very seriously - that initial uncomfortable feeling would turn me off every time. But a few days later I was reading and chilling and thought about masturbating, and the "fulfilled" feeling came to mind, so I decided to try again.This time I got some lube and the dildo and went into the bathroom where the shower seat was perfect for this sort of thing. After lubing my finger and making it slip up. Sherry waited a few minutes then she uncuffed my ankles and hands and removed the hood, in front of me was my wife’s pussy, which I began to lick. I brought my wife to another orgasm and then all four of us went to the shower to get cleaned up, I asked who the guys was and they said you’ll find out tomorrow when the four of us get together again, I said we could get together at our house as long as it was the four of us and no guys, everyone promised. The next day at work I bought the biggest.