Debby raised her leg and slide across me so she was kneeling beside me. I looked up. The Nymphs were covered in cum. They were both covered from th...eir hair, over their faces, breasts, bellies and down to places I couldn’t see. “Alan, that was incredible,” cried Debby. “I didn’t think one man could hold that much. Em’s so full of ‘spoof she can’t woof’ and it’s dripping off my nipples.” I mumbled something about not having sex for 3 weeks or so when Debby went on. “Show him Em. Show. ... Oh I promise you Lurline! I can be a good husband toHannah!"In an exasperated thought she curtly replied, "Clueless and stupid asusual Daryl," then lifted me and reached over to put me on the carsback seat.As soon as she let go it was just me in my own mind. Just Hannah'spurse plopped down on the seat. When the car did a hard left I fellover on my side...so humiliating, just flopped over, nothing I coulddo to stop it, because I'm a purse now..Imagine my surprise when I heard a new voice. That and intercourse, fucking, three, maybe even four times a day as well.So, after holding him off for so long, I found out just how horny and sexed-up my new husband really was. I told you I'd been brought up to be sexually available to my husband, well, I was and I got fucked all the time.But, I was enjoying it, don't think I wasn't. It was still difficult for me to be forward in sex. I still didn't feel good about my body even though my body was quite nice.I was five-four, one-fifteen,. " Ari said. "I'm not really experienced with thisbut you have the tightest ass I can imagine." Ari shocked me when he bentover and kissed Billy. As a group we were better at sex thanaffection. Like most men we showed affection by being helpful rather thanoutward displays.I also think that some of the feminist treatment of sex as an expression ofpower is wrong. Dominant, subservient, active and passive were a crock asfar as I could tell in my friends. No one mentions sexual friendships. Wewere.