”“You mean like an ‘open marriage’? You’d do that?”“I’m a realist. Your happiness and our children’s happiness are paramount to me. ... believe our love is strong enough to endure most anything. So long as we remain open and honest with each other, I think we’ll have a great marriage—unconventional, but great nonetheless.”I smiled at that. A giant weight had been lifted off my shoulders.“I need to hurry and get dressed if we plan on getting there early.” I kissed him softly. oOoThe line at the. I knew I didn’t want to ruin the friendship that we had for so many years but I couldn’t help but think what it would be like to be his girlfriend, to make love with him, to be in his arms. One day to my surprise that wondering came to an end. It was fall, the air was cool and the fallen leaves crunched beneath our feet as we walked and talked. It was evening, so the park was free of children and only the occasional jogger would go by getting his exercise. We sat under a shelter that was used. She did love every inch of him, from the black hair that had a habit of falling over his right eye, to his big-boned hands that could be so gentle, right down to his size twelve feet! (In her mental inventory, Sally passed hurriedly over her husband's genitals which now hung down flaccidly between his hairy legs but were still impressive in their proportions.)She snuggled closer to him as he climbed into the bed and stretched out beside her, almost positive that they would make love tonight. I was shoved to my knees and the three of them pushed their cocks into my face. I was forced to suck each one. They were so big. They stretched my mouth so much. I could only suck the top piece of each. They laughed as they slapped my face with their cocks. One of them then lay on his back. The other two lifted me up and sat me down on the cock. My cunt was stretched widely as I was pushed down on him. I screamed as he tore me apart. The two holding me lifted me up and down on his cock until he.