When he plunged his cock into my cunt I felt that we were a whole couple again. My second orgasm of the day washed over me as I felt his cum pumping i...nto my inner cunt. As we calmed down, with him still inside me and on top of me, I realised that the bed was moving. I looked and saw that Brad and Wendy were fucking beside us. Brad must have got out of bed and walked around to Wendys side of the bed. Judging by her moans, she seemed to be enjoying herself very much. It was Sunday morning. After. ”“I know what forgiveness feels like, and redemption, so you know I’m on the same page. You believe firmly in second chances, and both Terry and I are very glad for that.”“One mistake, no matter how bad, shouldn’t permanently ruin your life.”“Lisa Glass?”“I’d say that was way more than one mistake,” I replied. “But I’ll concede there are crimes which are heinous enough to warrant life in prison, though I don’t agree with adding ‘no possibility of parole’ because it denies redemption and. He slipped one hand between the close press of their bodies to release the buttons of her pajama top. Slowly, yet steadily, he loosed each of them from their holes. One by one, they slipped free, gradually exposing more of her body to the bite of the cool, air-conditioned air. Then, as smoothly as the little closures had eased free of their constraints, his hand, warm and slightly rough against her satiny skin, slipped inside to ease that chill. To cup her breast, almost as if weighing it in. 'It's your fucking hormones', he counteracted, which made me angrier, as there was nothing I could do, with either problem, my hormones and the possibility he was shagging the girl at work.On the Friday morning they left, I lay in bed thinking about what they might be doing, then I remembered what we did on such occasions, and I suddenly found myself creating little scenarios which always led to them fucking, and the whole thing began to make me incredibly horny, I started wishing to be a fly.