"When I finally do wrap my warm pussy around Phil, I think he is going to cum buckets."I was excited that she wanted to fuck Phil. I wanted her to tel...l me about it all, in wet detail. I wanted to watch it and more than anything, I wanted her to love it. I wanted her to be addicted to his cock like I was getting addicted to her.I was like an alcoholic, only I was becoming addicted to my lusty wifeFriday morning, while we were cleaning up after breakfast, Karin said, "Tonight Phil is coming back. Saturday prior to Easter things got interesting. I went to my buddies house as usual when we are both in town. His mom came home from the gym looking as hot as usual all sweaty, make up on, her perky little bubble butt in her spandex poking out and her nipple rock hard poking out from her skin tight workout shirt. She walked by said hello as usual we made small talk. When she walked away I of course gave my friend shit for how hott she was. He obviously has no idea I've seen her naked by. "Yes. Some actually write up formal contracts and sign them, but I've never felt the need to. I like to keep our arrangement fluid, that way if something happens that one of us doesn't like, we can discuss it and fine-tune our relationship." Not everyone agrees with her philosophy though," Lady Brighid said. "They may prefer the rigidity of a written contract. That way neither the Dom nor the sub can change the rules they've agreed to." Can't that lead to problems?" I asked."Actually, both. She knew they were blind to the facts, blind to the facts of her own needs, of Christina's needs."Gotta loosen up that cunt a little," Brad said, moving up to Barbara while Christina was still slipping out of her clothes. "Come on, lay down, lay down so I can make it easy for you."In a moment they were back on the hay, the sharp stubble scratching her flesh while her legs kicked and flailed against the wooden stall. Behind her Lightning was whinnying, stomping around nervously as Barbara wailed.