Lsa was that kind of friend that i really didn't want to cross the line at all. She was a teacher at the Liverpool University but a portuguese girl. S...e was on her 40's in 2004 and she knew since the first day we met i had always been les. She was single and straight. We never ever talked a lot about sex. I was quite afraid of lose control and then lose a friend. Everytime we talked...and we talked for hours, i had to focus on not talking about women love. And i quite succeeded. He was incredulous. It was as if, for the first few moments at least, he could hardly believe that he was about be given his full, and unfettered sexual access, to Mara; to MY OWN WIFE. He must have thought he was dreaming---but he quickly realized that this was no dream.Some will no doubt find it difficult to fathom such a thing. How could any husband, they will say, ever willingly allow another man to have sex with his wife, let alone give them his permission to make a baby together? It's a. I really didn't wonder at all what it was. I probably should have told Bill but figured Maggie would tell him soon enough.Armed with a gin and tonic for her and a Mexican beer for me, we set out to explore some of the property while we waited for our bathing suits to be liberated. A couple of hundred yards behind the house was what appeared to be a stable or barn. We wandered around a corner and there on a bale of hay was one of the young girls that I recognized from the office. She was on her. Fully a minute later, I felt my dick start to twitch. Letting it follow through, it realized it was going to cum, and the contractions became violent, nearly knocking me over.Soon my entire dick was cramping in orgasm, but nothing was coming out! Hoping I hadn’t broke anything, there was nothing I could do but hang on for dear life as my body and cock lurched repeatedly.Then I felt it. It felt like I was trying to pass a tennis ball out of my dick, the pressure was that intense. It took three.