"You want it, don't you, Mrs. Lewis? Show me you want it."Ann reached back with both her hands and pulled her ass open for him. She looked over at me ...with a smirk on her face and said "Do it Todd, lick my asshole."He leaned forward and probed her asshole with his tongue, eliciting sighs and moans from my wife."Oh yes, baby, eat Mommy's asshole," she whispered.As he continued to tongue her hole, he reached under her and thrust two fingers deeply into her cunt and flicked her clit with his thumb.. It was a bold decision, but it worked, Sharon by then knew I was sleeping with Mark, and we rapidly came to an understanding about sharing him, and it worked, we both got him in our beds whenever we felt the need, but and it’s the icing on the cake for me, I also got Sharon as you have seen, she too being Bi, which I knew instinctively when we first met that afternoon when he brought her round.”There was a long still silence, then Charlotte in a measured voice said, “Look, I really don’t blame. Tender butterfly kisses and nibbles were alternated with firmer bites and probing dexterous fingers as John sought to cipher Aya’s body, to learn her sexual alphabet and using his intimate knowledge of her senses to write poetry with her body; John was offering Aya entry to that merciful nothingness of sexual ecstasy; a ticket to paradise so to speak. John spread Aya’s body across the bed and centered his complete focus and every sense on his goal. For some reason Aya had selected him to take. My mistress pulls the sheet of, revealing me tucked into the foam, lying in a puddle of my own cum, and her juices. She tells me to turn over and I do, the last year of CBT has taught me to comply, but as she pulls my legs apart, securing them to the feet of the bed, I still ask what’s going on.This is the start of your new life, she says, I’ve talked Benson into letting you live with him too, so that you can be my slave and his slave, so that you can help me service his huge cock with your.