“The basic rules are, no rogue stuff, I stay with my slut wife as you guys have fun with her, she prefers no condoms, or ass play, otherwise she is ...pretty willing to do most anything else,” I quickly laid out our rules.“Umm, do you join is?” the dark haired one asked.“Yes, but only with her, I’m straight,” I replied.“Mmm, I do love getting my pussy fucked, and sucking cock,” Cheryl added as she ran her hands over the chest of one of the young studs.“And do you swallow?” The other stud asked as. We began to writhe together, a tangled mess as our fucking continued, the sounds of her serpentine hair hissing didn't even phase me, My mind felt like an acid-induced melting pot of scorching pleasure.I needed release.I let out a loud moan, my chest rising upwards, my eyes rolling backward in my head as her pussy pressed harder against mine, our clits rubbing together, sending electrical sensations through my entire body. And then it happened.The snakes bore down on me, latching down around my. I didn’t care. Every town I traveled to all I had to do was ask a few questions and I could find a place to play. Be it a nightclub where I lied about my age, a ‘juke’ joint where they didn’t care or a street corner where I played to fill my hat. I played. I played till I was half blind from exhaustion. Played till my fingers tips wore through and hot points like match burns appeared. I played in smoke stink so nicotine drunk I couldn’t see the people in front of me. I played. I played and they. ‘FUCK! Are you serious, Randal!’ He yelled at himself, as to mentally punch himself in the balls. ‘Of all the women you could have woken up next to, why does it have to be her. Your best friend, you fucked her, and worst of all you don’t remember it. Good news, ME, I fucked a lesbian! What is wrong with me? Why, can’t I remember?’ He made sure each word carried some weight in his brain. Hoping to kill those brain cells that put him in the state of mind that made him thought this was a good.