Amanda's eyes got big."Hi Mary," Lisa said."Amanda, since we met you, Mary, Lisa, and I have fallen in love with you," I told Amanda. "As you know, we... are joined together emotionally and legally in an arrangement we call a marriage."Amanda's eyes were leaking, so were Melissa's and Lisa's. Mary's too, I'll bet.I swallowed and looked at my sweet Welsh wench. "Amanda Evans, will you join us in our marriage?"The pause stretched and stretched... maybe three or even four seconds before Amanda turned. When the band got up to play again, Megan made a point of dancing with me in a way that led to a lot of rubbing together of our bodies. I was sure her friends would see but they remained oblivious and nobody seemed fazed.At one point, we were standing at the bar having a drink and she turned to face the band and leaned back against me. She put one hand behind her back and suddenly, I felt my fly come undone. I froze, wondering what she was going to do. Her hand snaked into my fly and her. After doing her legs, I came to the parting between her legs. She leaned against the shower wall, and spread her legs. I kneeled down in front of her, getting a full view of her wonderful pussy as I slipped my soapy hand around her most intimate parts. The water was beginning to cool, so she rinsed all the soap off. She grabbed a couple of towels from the hook, and both of us dried off.She lead me to her bedroom, laying back on the bed she instructed me to climb up beside her. She spread her. I closed my eyes as I felt the whole length slide inside me and it was very apparent it was not only longer than my husbands but much thicker. My legs were trembling and I climaxed on his cock within minutes, it didn't stop there, he continued to pound me harder and harder until my legs shuddered and almost gave way under me. This was the most amazing sex I had ever had.He dragged me upstairs, I was barely able to walk and he laid me on my back with my nightie now tangled round my ankles. He.