In the last few years to spruce things up with my orgasm's I would ask my wife to tell me a story of her having sex with X boy friends while giving me...a hand job. Her story and the thought of my wife having sex got me so horny I would cum in seconds and the orgasm would be so powerful I'd scream.One night I thought to my self that this type of sex was getting too be doll. After sex, I had asked my wife if I could watch her have sex with somebody ells. She said, she had no need to have sex. Tim sucked hard at the swollen opening of my vagina. I grabbed Tim's head and pushed him away then led him to the bed were I had just fucked my lover. Tim didn't want to stop."Lie down," I said, and without further protest Tim complied. I then straddled his face and eased my pussy down on to his mouth. Moments before my lover had filled my fertile pussy with his seed and now my husband in complete submission to me was going to lick me clean. Pushing down I felt Tim push his tongue deep into my. ” and she picks up her Kindle and resumes reading.I was kind of amazed at her attitude and yet then again I wasn’t, these last few days sometimes it seemed as though I was talking to more than one person. One seemed very accepting of Dave and all he represented. At other times she seemed to hate the world around her and it felt she was holding back a lot of anger, then other times she was kind of emotionally dead. I fell asleep trying to figure out what I could possibly do.At work Thursday. As the hot piss streamed out, it was as if she was directing a stream ofwater which massaged and caressed her while each bead as it emerged, seemed topull at her very womb. Deep within her she felt that tight, wonderful sensationand she knew once she got the final beads pulled out of her she would cum. Suddenly she heard his voice faintly andreluctantly she picked up the phone, her hand dripping. Briskly he asked herhow many beads she had left. She told him, then he asked her to.