So was Consuela. It wasn’t that she was polyamorous to say the least. Again, so were Consuela, myself, and by now perhaps even Karen. It was that sh...e was a hothead with serious issues controlling her rage and other impulses at times. She could be perfectly normal one minute, and then crazy as fuck the next. I began seriously doubting my decision to take her back in any capacity, let alone sire brats on her.I suppose that what convinced me to lower my guard was three things. The first was that. Her animal moans of pleasure urges me deeper and faster. I comply with long thrusts in and out of that beautiful ass. My balls lift and tingle in anticipation of the orgasm to come, while my cock and pelvic muscles clench tight. Her body tremors as she arches her back and cries out. My balls slap against her pussy as I slam deeply in and out of her ass. I watch her body start to shake around my cock, grasping it with erratic spasms. I feel my balls contract and a euphoric sense of pleasure. She was overflowing with cum and I cleaned it all out of her hot pussy. She came several times as I did it. Then I pulled her onto the floor and fucked her dog style til I flooded her pussy again. We collapsed on the floor and as we lay there Carol smiled at me and said,"I have a new development to share with you darling. Joe brought along a friend with him today. His name was Pete. He is an old Army buddy of Joe's who is visiting for a few days. Joe told him about me and our weekly get. Kent jumped all over this seeing that he truly was a jerk. Kate came over and made me promise not to yell at her. It was agreed. We started paddling again. Kent and Ella were off to the races. I figured I’d give Kate a break and told her to sit back, have a few drinks and I would do all the work. Kate said she liked a man that would do all the work and started drinking. About two hours later, she was feeling no pain and informed me she had to pee. I pulled over to shore and told her to head up.