Stanley loved my tits, but could not help himself. He was a total male slut and never had enough pussy. Besides, my tits were always there when he wan...ted them.Stanley and I agreed to stay married. He could have as many women as he wanted and I could have my luxurious lifestyle, which I truly loved. Although we never talked about it, it was understood, that I was free to enjoy other men’s cock when the opportunity arose.With my considerable rack, attracting handsome men to fuck me was never an. I was so turned on all I could think of was how bad I wanted my cock in her stretched out wet hole. As I moved around in front of her she held her legs in the air and spread them wide as I easily slid into her gaping pussy. Her pussy had never felt like this so loose and wet. As I pounded her I could feel her walls tighten in around me. I was amazed at the amount of control she had and exploded my load deep inside of her. Fisting now became a normal part of our sex life. I also bought a huge. And got dressed. I left, and closed the door. The green light went out as they left. I sat there in a daze of a beautiful feelings that just kept on coming&hellip,.. &hellip,.She didnt return&hellip,yet. Two weeks later I was walking out to my car when a girl approached me. She was very pretty but looked about 13 yrs old. She had on a dress and her hair was in a braid. She smiled at me and simply said: Number #12?. She didnt look like a cop, so I said: Yes? &hellip,.How old was she?&hellip,... He stood in front of me, smiled, and then turnedsideways to reveal a silhouette of his beautiful body. Including thetiny, but evident stiffie that was tenting his little, cut-offs.He knew. He knew I knew.What was I to do?The next day, I got a message at work that I was to come at 5:30,instead of the usual 7, to Rita's house for dinner. Rita usually didn'tget home until 6:30. There was no reason given, but I tried toaccommodate Rita's wishes when I could. I should have suspected when Inoticed.