It didn't. You see---and this is difficult to explain---but even though Mara and I loved each other very much (we'd only been married for a couple of ...years), I was finding it difficult to sexually satisfy her as I would have preferred. I have a small cock, you see. Slightly less that five inches, fully erect. Though Mara had never voiced a complaint about that, I knew she was disappointed, and sexually frustrated! I didn't want her to be unfulfilled in that way. I'd already been thinking about. Use me, take it, fucking take it from me.”I couldn’t fucking resists unbuttoning my summer shorts so that I could move my hand under my panties toward my clit. I made it to the top of the stairs and stopped. I peeped around the corner towards my daughters room. My finger started massaging my now wet clit under my panties, my other hand was making its way to my nipples; and my daughter had no idea I was home. Bailey spoke louder, “My pussy is sooo wet for you,” she said, “please don’t stop, I. It’s not the first thing on my mind when I’m horny or when I see a woman who arouses me. But Amy is a blow job girl. She’s beginning to convert me.She just drank down her third or fourth load this week, and it’s Tuesday. I’m laid back in the corner of the sofa, one foot resting high on the back of it, and the other foot on the floor. I’m spread wide, and Amy’s between my legs, holding my balls in her hand.“They’re heavy. You think they’re still full of cum?”“Do they feel like it?”“Yeah, but I. They loved their jobs, Maylea was doing well with her pregnancy and their personal time together was filled with lots of tender love and hot sex.Both Evan and Maylea were raised knowing the pleasures of family sex and the both missed having other people involved in there sex lives. They missed same gender sex, double penetration and many of the other activities that involved multiple partners.They knew they would be giving this up when they made the decision to be together. They loved each.