For those of you who have read my earlier stories, you will know that I used to be something of a gangbang queen. I gave that all up when I met my hus...and. For six years I managed to resist those urges. I had a terrific sex life. Both with my husband, who was well hung and a good lover. The sex on the side with a long string of casual lovers was also wonderful.I don't think my husband knew I was screwing around. Even though I was fucking other guys two or three times a week on average. The gym. " Clarence Darrow* "He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary." -William Faulkner (about Ernest Hemingway).* "Thank you for sending me a copy of your book; I'll waste no time reading it." - Moses Hadas* "I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it." - Mark Twain* "He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends." - Oscar Wilde"I am enclosing two tickets to the first night of my new play; bring a friend, if you. As the frenzied debate reached its climax, I could feel the thick ooze from my pussy slip into my ass crack, lubing the entire area between my legs."Let me sleep on it!" Meat Loaf pleaded."Will you love me forever?" Ellen asked."Let me sleep on it!" he repeated."Will you love me forever?" She wasn't changing her stance.And then I realized my friend's lips had left my nether lips, and just as Meat Loaf gave in and agreed to love her forever, I felt that thick rod stab into my vagina, stretching. When their eyes met she released it and smiled at him. Then she gave it one final kiss and sat back in the sofa. Casually she picked up her discarded panties and proceeded to wipe her face and to mop his semen from her breasts. Carl sat down beside her. And I was suddenly aware that the trousers of my best suit were covered in spunk!They kissed for some considerable while. Then Kelly reached down for her coffee and Carl did the same. As they sat side by side on the sofa it was a scene of normal.