..” Karen wet her lips and spread her legs. She was no stranger to sex but to ask for something so personal, to admit out loud what it is she longed... for, was alien to her. Such an admission required trust, a concept unknown to her until only a day ago.“Please kiss me ... down there.”Logan teased her with feather-soft kisses across her inner thighs. “Don’t be shy. Down where?”“I want you to ... to lick my pussy.”“Good girl.” He grinned and lowered his head.“Ah!” Karen cried, her back arching off. Guess I was right about your love affair with your hand.’ I didn’t say anything. I was too scared to mess up whatever it was about to happen. Rubbing my dick through my underwear, she said without looking, ‘you’ll forget my rent this month, right?’ Short of breath, I wheezed, ‘absolutely.’ Continuing to caress my aching member, she looked up at me again. ‘I mean, like totally forgotten. Like I don’t have to pay it this month, or at all. I’ll start paying again next month, but this month is. I agreed to do it. Ann went down fast and was very open to suggestion. Bert was the same.That night, as Margo was sucking my dick, I told her how it went. With a wicked grin (I love my wife's devious streak), she mentioned that I should have told them to do something wild. "Like what, dance in the street?" No. I was thinking that you should make Bert love to go to down on Ann. She told me that he is very resistant." Hmmm. I don't know, maybe he won't do it. Remember I can't make anyone do. Rachael and I follow him into his office and explain the situation.“No problem and I’m assuming you need this marriage incognito, for the band’s career,” he says as we nod, “Come back tomorrow at 7am and I’ll have everything ready. My daughter’s names are Angie and Sherrie and would love your autograph,” he says as he shakes our hands.We head out to one of the million hotels and are checked in. We get a shower and sit in each other’s arms and relax.“Any second thoughts,” Rachael asks.“Fuck no,”.