It is just that she doesn’t understand my drive for sex even from my college days. I almost ask for sex everyday and she says no. I respect her so I... don’t force. Instead, I just look for other options to quench my thirst.My sister-in-law knew me even before, right from college. But the thing is, I have always seen her as a young kid until my marriage. Now before the day of engagement, she was texting me. She said she’s all excited and ready for the big day. I asked her if she invited her. " There's a safe way to do every thing in this world," he told her, his voice beginning to crack with obscene desire. The feel of her hot little ass gently squirming on his fleshy rod was beginning to shatter what was left of his control."I could fix it so some clumsy boy would never hurt you, Marsha. You trust your father, don't you, honey?"She craned her neck around to look him in the eyes, genuinely baffled. "Sure I trust you, Dad. But I don't understand. What do you mean?" I mean," he said. " Oh," I repeater, the arts to being a good listener was just to prompt now and again when required but not to talk too much."I shouldn't be telling you this but there's nobody else I can talk too," she smiled weakly.My lounge was filled with our silence for quite a long time before she gained enough courage to speak again."He likes me to do things," she said quickly."Oh like what?" I asked."I'm not sure I should be telling you all this," she repeated and smiled weakly at me again, "but they. To my surprise it took me several minutes to look over and see what Mike and my wife were doing, but when I did I saw her with her back arched holding Mike’s head on her tit as he sucked her nipple like a newborn baby. Mike had his hand down furiously rubbing her pussy and she was clearly liking every second of it. When Betty saw what her husband was doing to my wife she decided to try and one-up him by removing her lips from mine and sliding my now throbbing cock in to her mouth. She sucked.