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I was alone. Ten minutes after the front door closed, I called Kirsten.

"Get your sexy self over here immediately, I have at least a few hours," I told her.

No reply even came, she just hung up. I put on that pink set again, zipped to the front door, and ten minutes later, her naked body busted right in. My eyes just widen, as they saw her sweaty body.

"You drove here naked?" I wondered.

Her head nodded slightly, as she was out of breath. Then I ambled towards her, and took her hand. Our feet led to the bedroom and my back met the bed. My right hand came to her's and I tugged her to me.

We made out for about ten minutes straight, as her body lay on mine. I wrapped my arms around her and no words were uttered. Although, eventually, we had to take a little rest.

She departed her lips from mine and rolled off, to lay right next to me. Intense breathing took place from both of us, and then I got onto my side facing her.

"I think I might have actually set a record last night. I'm pretty sure I masturbated more times last night, than ever before in one night. At first, I was a little pissed off about you fucking Jack, but then it just made me hot for you. Like you were cheating, and, I don't know, it was just hot," she explained.

"No kidding?" I pondered.

"My fingers were about numb at one point. I also used my dildo numerous times too, and I just kept thinking about us fucking each other senseless," she told me.

My eyes viewed her from head to toe.

"You drove over here completely naked?" I wondered.

"Well, I was already naked, and my clothes were just gonna come off when I got here anyway," she replied.

"Good point," I told her, just before I leaned up.

I climbed right down to her glistening pussy, dove right in, without warming her up. A couple fingers from my right hand were inserted into her slit, and moans immediately began pouring out.

"Oh, hot damn, Donna! Please make me cum all over your beautiful face again!" she screamed.

I had no problem giving her that sweet pleasure, as bad emotions disappeared, just as expected. My tongue exercised, as I moved it around up, and down in her twat, with quick motions. Although, I was delaying her orgasm, by not hitting her g-spot.

Our desires were to make it last, as we grew to love the oral pleasure. Her hands became super glued to my head, and that made my entire tongue zip in there.

That created problems in my efforts not to make her cum so soon. Her pussy juice made it a slick surface, so my entire tongue slid in there. Being a rookie pussy eater, I couldn't help, but to press the button too quickly.

"Oh, fuck, this is so much better than masturbating!" she screamed.

My head became pressed towards her pussy, and my entire face became drenched in her slit juice. Even after all of her masturbation sessions, no sign of weakness came from her.

"Yes!" she screamed, as she leaned up.

I felt her sweaty palms on my head, as they caressed it. The temperature in my face increased, as I spread out her pussy lips to it's limits, and it became buried in her slit. Then her hands crawled over to my back.

My heavy breaths hit my back as well, when I put my hands onto her boobs. They were doused in just a few seconds, but I managed to push her back down.

"If you are gonna eat me like that, you are gonna need more those hands to keep me down," she moaned.

My face lifted up just enough for her to see my face, and the top half of her body came up, as her hands lifted off my head. They grounded on my face..

"Can you forgive me for doing this to you? Even though it wasn't planned?" she pondered.

"Always," I replied.

Her pointer, and middle fingers from her right hand touched her lips, as she kissed them. She brought them over to my lips. Then her palms reached back onto my head, and pushed my face back down into her slit.

"I know you love me when I get feisty," she mentioned.

She released my head, and began slowly moving around in the air, as my search for her g-spot commenced. On the other hand, my tongue ached, and my adrenaline took it's toll on me too.

"Fuck, Kirsten, you are gonna make my tongue fall out," I moaned, as my head backed up a few inches.

"At least you'll get rewarded," she reminded me.

A minute was taken for my tongue to heal, and I put my right hand on my left wrist. My pulse was dashing, and my body couldn't stop shaking. I felt naked in Antarctica, with shivers going down my spine. Her left eyebrow rose, as her eyes watched me try to calm down.

"Are you ready for one more ride, lover?" she pondered.

As all the necessary strength wasn't gather yet, my face went right down. A couple fingers from each hand became infused within her slit, as every single centimeter of my tongue went in.

"Fuck, I'm so glad he married you. How else would I have found you?" she wanted to know.

An orgasm broke ground for a full minute, and covered my face entirely. It became crystal clear again why I loved her so much. With a wet face, my head came to rest right on her mound, as we both needed to catch our breaths.

Sweat ran off both of our bodies, as our lungs were on life support. It took a few minutes, but we it was definitely needed. Then her arms reached over to me, and drug me up with her, so my head rested on her right shoulder facing the ceiling.

"I could masturbate a million times, and that would be nothing compared to what you just did for me," she said slowly.

Her right hand was snatched, and placed it right on my beaver. At first, a smile appeared, but it faded shortly after.

"I'm sorry, my fingers are killing me right now," she said.

"I know how you feel," I confessed.

As her fingers remained in that position, I didn't make her rub it, I just made them very dank. I transferred her fingers into my mouth, and sucked them clean. Her lips departed widely, as moaning took place.

Her arms wrapped around me, and tugged me closer to her yet again. While her fingers maintained their position in my mouth, her lips took a tour of my cheeks, and neck.

My eyes viewed her beautiful body. It was thin, but not too thin, with nicely sized tits, a smooth forehead, and just the right amount of hair on her pussy too.

"How is it that I went for so many years, without having you in my arms? You are my angel, my savior, the one I just want to be with forever, and ever. Donna, you are sweet, charming, and you are just a flat out stone cold fox," she whispered.

"Well, thank you. I think you are a frozen cold bear," I replied.

Laughs blurted from her lips, and then they kissed me on the cheek. Her arms were removed from me, her hands found their way to my chest, and they pushed me onto my back.

Her knees met the bed, and her back arched down towards my cherry. Her face dove right in with her tongue sticking out.

"Shit, my sexy angel, make me cum again," I moaned.

As she was a perfect pussy eating machine, there wasn't any issues there. She was my girlfriend, my soul mate, my pussy loving best friend, and my stone cold fox twin. With an energized tongue, it began motioning itself very swiftly.

My body froze, so only breathing was possible. I desired to glance down at her, but my eyes were stuck on the ceiling. A couple of her fingers managed to insert themselves in there as well.

Pleasure plagued me, but yet, I felt trapped in my own body. Every single feeling transported itself to my pussy, and all the right buttons were jammed in by her tongue. At the five minute mark, her head rose, and look at me.

"You love having your girlfriend eat you out, don't you?" she wondered.

I still couldn't manage to speak, and I think she knew just how good I was feeling. So I found her body on top of mine.

"You were as still as a rock. I'm guessing that's at fault of this damn tongue I have. You don't gotta say it, we both already know it," she mentioned.

She soared back down to my cherry, and even had fingers from both hands pop in. She stuck her tongue in there deep, and went straight to my g-spot.

"Oh, mother fucker!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, as I leaned up.

My cum sprinkler turned on, and jetted to full blast. Her, and the bed were doused. As emotional exhaustion hit us both, more rest became needed. She decided to rest her wet head right on my mound, as my hand took place on it. After resting for about twenty minutes, words came out.

"Holy shit," Jack said.

As those words were belted out, one of my heart racing headaches immediately was produced. We both looked at him with widened eyes, as we leaned up.

"Jack, what you doing here?" I asked quickly.

His eyebrows went down, as his lips departed slightly.

"I'm sorry, which one of us is laying with the other's ex-wife here?" he pondered.

Cornered, thoughts of being clueless how to fix this entered my mind.

"Jack, it's exactly what it looks like," she put on the record.

He paced towards the bed, as it appeared he wanted to say words, but he just sat down facing away from us. As it was unclear what was going through his mind, we remained silent. I thought he'd be drunk off his ass, and still watching the game.

"So, you are bisexual?" he wondered.

"No, we've both only been with each other," I whispered.

His head nodded, and legs stood up. Circles were produced by his feet, as her arms wrapped around my right arm, and pulled herself to me.

"No matter what happens, I'll always love you, I swear," she whispered, before she kissed me.

"I'll love you too," I whispered back, just before I kissed her too.

Then his feet halted, as our lips departed.

"How did this happen exactly?" he wanted to know.

"That night you went to that bachelor party, I decided to ask her out to dinner. I guess I sparked some attractions, so she went to the bathroom to masturbate. I followed her, and heard her spout my name. She didn't count on me catching her, but when she found out, her snatch took our her entire body. The same thing happened with me, because I didn't stop her," I explained.

Speechless for a minute, he show boated his 'WTF' look.

"So, you fucked my ex-wife in the bathroom, Donna?" he inquired.

Then Kirsten stepped up.

"Put this on me, Jack. Please don't hate her, because she is an amazing woman. Maybe more than you know. She is loving, compassionate, and very sexual," she said looking at him.

Her head turned towards me.

"She is everything, and more," she told him, just before went to me, and super glued her lips to mine.

A very intense make out session entered his vision, as our hands landed on each others' butts. A few single tears discharged, and streamed down my face.

As our five minute out session ended, our eyes opened. I viewed several tears flowing down her face too, and smiles jumped out too.

"Jack, I love your wife. You must need some time alone, I'm gonna leave now," she said.

Her feet met the ground, and headed towards the door.

"Where the hell are your clothes?" he demanded to know.

Her face dyed red.

"Well, I didn't wear any clothes when I came here," she replied.

Her eyes motioned to me, and another single tear drifted down her face. The emotions from her drizzled out, and went over to me, causing a few tears to pop out of my eyes.

Even though I knew how much Jack loved me, fears of the worst coursed through my mind. My lips became wet, and my desires were to attack her, as she looked right at him.

"Jack, I'm in love with your wife. Saying she is an amazing woman would be the understatement of the year. She is the female version of a knight in shining armor, and has made me feel like a whole new woman, inside, and out. We know having an affair is wrong, but it's been so much more than that. We cuddle together after sex, and tell each other non sexual things. We went shopping, laid the foundation for a very strong friendship. It just really took off," she explained.

"So, this has been going on for a couple months, and you are in love with each other?" he wondered.

"Yes," I said in a teary voice.

He came closer to me, and so did Kirsten. Fearing that he might use violence, we both flinched.

"Please don't hit her!" she snapped.

His eyebrows went up.

"Donna, I'm not gonna hit you, I love you too much to do that. Is everything she said true?" he asked.

My head nodded, and every single inch of my body had sweat streaming down. I put my fingers from my left hand onto my, and discovered just how many beats a minute my heart could go through.

"Do you still love me?" he wondered.

"Of course I do, we just had our anniversary, and we made love," I reminded him.

"The anniversary that you forgot about?" he wanted to know.

At a loss for words, my feet stood up, jaunted towards him, and I gave him a hug. Feelings that wouldn't hug me back sprung to mind, but his arms went around me too. Then I felt that he had a major hard on, and he tried to back away.

"Jack, would you like to join us, and some fun with your current wife, and ex-wife?" I suggested.

Conflicted, mad, and turned on too, I had Kirsten come over to us. Then her lips made the trip to his, and vacationed there for a couple minutes.

"I've always thought about having sex with you one more time," she put on the record.

I got closer to him.

"Tell my girlfriend you are sorry that you cheated on her," I told him.

His head turned, and shot me a look.

"I'm sorry, Kirsten. I never meant to hurt you," he let her know.

"Good. Kirsten, tell him you forgive him," I told her.

"I forgive you, Jack. Even though that was a huge asshole move," she let him know, reluctantly

My feet backed away, and both of my hands locked onto an arm from each of them. The gap between them reduced, and giant grins jumped out. My head leaned down, and I got a view of his hard cock.

His desires were to give in, but his pride wouldn't allow it. He showed his 'I've made up my mind' look. So fire was fought with fire. My hand came to her's, and seized it. I brought her hand to his cock.

"Why don't you take his cock out, and play with it. I've added at least an inch to it by now," I suggested to her.

Her lips sped to mine for a few seconds, before her knees slammed to the floor. She undid his pants, and her hands pulled his cock out. Slow strokes took place, as his lips unbolted.

"Holy shit," he moaned.

His head went back, and his arms wrapped around me. My ear was right next to his mouth, so I heard every single, breath, and moan that flew out of his mouth.

"Oh, I still love you so damn much, Donna," he moaned.

At the two minute mark, her face became graced with his seed. My body felt his wiggle, as the cum sprayed. They both closed their eyes, as he was out of breath.

"So you have missed her?" I pondered, just before a kiss imprint was left on his cheek.

He laid his lips on mine, as Kirsten took his cock in her mouth, and went about halfway down. His right hand landed on my right boob, as his arm went around me. His other hand grounded atop of her head.

"Oh, I like that, Donna," he muttered.

"I thought so," I replied.

"You so just so lucky I love you, now will you get down there with her already?" he pondered.

He received another kiss on his lips, and my knees fell like rocks with her. My head transported under his balls, and my lips went to one of them, as Kirsten began to deep throat him.

"Oh, being fucked by two women," he moaned.

Vibrations took place, as my tongue touched his balls. My eyes viewed her body moving back, and fourth.

"I love it when your titties shake, Kirsten," I mentioned.

I took his entire left ball in my mouth, as my pussy felt a few fingers inside of it. I got a small view in the corner of my eye, and I loved the chemistry we seemed to have.

"Yes, you two, drain my balls," he moaned.

Laughs exited both of our mouths, and then my hands made the trip to her boobs. I enveloped my palms right onto them, and caressed them. Even with his cock in her mouth, moans leaped out. A minute later, I came over to her right ear.

"You didn't just hook up with me to get back to him, did you?" I wondered.

A slight look was given, but it was she meant nothing by it. Then I turned around, slithered my way under her boobs. My tongue became unleashed onto her nipples, and also put my right hand onto her pussy.

"Shit," he muttered softly, after he got the view of me under her.

Her body backed away, and her fingers came to her mouth, as some cum leaked out.

"Whoa, shit, Jack. Couldn't you tell me you were gonna cum?" she asked angrily.

"I'm sorry," he said softly just before he fainted.

She actually swallowed his cum. Then her lips became attracted to mine, and knocked me down so we were laying down next to him. His eyes were glued to us, as I looked at him out of the corner of our eyes. A record was set, as we made out for forty straight minutes, but he didn't utter a word.

"Damn, your lips are like a virus," she said.

We cuddled, as no solvent came to his eyes to break the glue off. A teeth showing smile loomed from him.

"You two really are in love," he muttered.

"You could say that," she mentioned.

Then she slithered down towards my pussy to feast once again. As she positioned herself onto her stomach, and four eyes were set on her, the pointer, and middle finger from her right hand entered my slit. The show was for him, but she kept her eyes on me.

"I love you," she mouthed to me.

"I love you too," I mouthed back.

Then his eyes viewed her head leaning towards my slit, with her tongue out. As it entered, he couldn't resist, but to glide a little closer to me, to recognize her new found miracle. His right hand transported to his cock, as Kirsten's fingers spread out my pussy lips, and interpolated her tongue too.

"Oh, I love it when my girlfriend does this to me," I moaned, as my left hand snatched his hand that wasn't occupied by his cock.

A strong grip became felt on his hand, as her tongue coasted around in my slit.

"Make me cum, Kirsten. I want him to see just how much you love me," I moaned, as a few tears were shed.

My eyes closed, and the top half of my body maneuvered around, like the tide of the ocean. My back started first, and continued to my head. This process that acted like hiccups, repeated several times, as my hand remained in his.

"Yes, make my wife cum, I wanna see it too. You say you love her, then take all her cum, and cement the image in my brain forever," he mumbled.

He got just a couple inches away from her, and his lips touched her forehead.

"Holy shit, Kirsten, I had no idea you knew how to eat pussy like that," he let her know.

"Please don't be mad at her, but I've been practicing on my girlfriend. So now I'm her pussy eating queen," she admitted.

Even with jury still out, he maintained a teeth showing smile. His palms, and knees met the mattress. He crawled over to me, and put his arms underneath me to lean up just a little bit.

His body slithered right under me, I laid right on him, with my head on his chest. His hands came in contact with my boobs to caress them.

"I love you so much, Donna. There is nothing that could make me stop loving you, but don't ever cheat on me again," he told me.

Even with her tongue in my slit, his words forced some tears out of my eyes.

"I'm sorry, please don't divorce me," I cried.

As the 'D' word entered the airwaves, she stopped, and came up with us.

"No, don't divorce her, Jack. She loves you so much, you can't do that to her," she mentioned, as tears exited her eyes.

Before more words could spoken, she began balling.

"Donna, I love you more than life itself, but I don't want to cause your marriage to end," she cried, as she stood up.

Jack immediately stood up, and stepped towards her. His hands made their way directly to her cheeks, and his lips met her's. A small make out session was presented to my eyes, as one hand made it my forehead, and the other landed on my wet twat.

Both hands were drenched in mere seconds, as my eyes didn't depart from them. Her hands arrived onto his butt, as my fingers entered my slit.

"Oh, this is hot," I moaned.

Heavy breathing jumped out of my mouth, as my fingers were on a rapid thrusting adventure. Then their lips separated, and they both turned their heads my way.

"Calm down sweetie, I'm just making out with your girlfriend," he said.

Their heads turned back to each other.

"I missed your lips, but I did not miss your drama queen side," he mentioned.

"Please don't divorce her. I grabbed her in the bathroom, and set the dominoes in motion. I know it was never right for her to cheat on you. I know you never deserved that, even though you cheated on me, but she was always conflicted in some way. She fought me so many times, but I just kept pushing her. She is a wonderful woman, and even though she made a bad move. You will not do better. She is a wonderful woman, and you would just be breaking not only her heart, but mine too. I know deep down, she would be resentful, please don't do it," she ranted.

A few more tears were drained from her eyes, but his arms immediately wrapped around her.

"I'm not gonna divorce her, Kirsten. You got everything right there," he mentioned.

He laid another kiss on her lips, and then made his way to me. Our hands transported to one another, and were brought to his chest, as only a one foot gap was between us.

"I'm sorry I've been a little neglectful over the past year or so. I know that must have had something to do with why you wanted to carry on this relationship with her. Is that a bad assumption?" he pondered.

"No, but it was her, Jack. She is some magical woman," I let him know.

He had nothing to say to that, considering what the irony would be.

"Are you crying?" I pondered.

"I don't wanna lose you, even as I should be furious about this. Of course at first, I was mad, but then you two proved how much you really mean to each other. There would be no fucking way she'd say all that to me, if she wasn't serious about you. This kind of thing would only be something you'd read from stories on Lush, but yet I came home, and found you two having sex. Sense you've admitted your relationship with her, I wanna tell you, I've wanted to get another crack at making love to her," he explained.

His eyes went to her, and exchanged lusty smiles. Then his eyes returned to me.

"Kirsten, I think it's time you finished the job," he mentioned.

His hands found their place on my hips, and spun me around facing her. Then our butts met the floor, and leaned against the wall. She resumed her pussy eating duty, as her stomach met the floor.

"Make her splatter your face, Kirsten," he demanded.

Her fingers entered my pussy, and advanced my pussy lips apart, creating the perfect entrance for her slick tongue. His hands found their places right under my breasts, as they had to be lifted.

His fingers peaked out, and positioned her thumbs right above my nipples, and pointers right below them. The pinching of my nipples commenced, which caused titillation.

"Oh fuck, Jack. That hurts so damn good," I moaned.

"Well, that's what you get you cheating, but loving woman," he made clear.

My arms traveled north, as my entire body tingled. My breaking point's fuse was getting shorter by the second. Even though I had a lot of practice holding out, she transformed me into a ticking time bomb.

"Fuck!!" I screamed.

I shifted around many times, but didn't lose my position. My slit became drained, and her face received the lion's share of it on her face. After that, I was just spent, as some very heavy breathing persisted. I rested with him for a few minutes, as they both eyeballed each other.

"Sweetheart, would if I had some one on one time with your girlfriend?" he pondered.

My head nodded just a tad, and he kissed me.

"I'll always love you, but don't ever cheat on me again, unless it's with her. Otherwise, I won't be so forgiving. You just picked the best person in the world to cheat on me with," he mentioned.

"I promise, I won't do it again," I whispered.

Jack removed himself out from under me, and got right above me. His arms traveled underneath me, and lifted me up. With his eyes bolted on mine, he set me on the bed, and kissed his fingers. They journeyed to mine, as she stood next to him.

"Relax, and we'll try not to make too noise," he told me.

After that, I found her face right by mine.

"It's his turn, but don't get jealous. There is plenty of me, and my love to go around," she put on the record.

She kissed me once, and then they had some fun together. As physical, and emotional exhaustion plagued me, I glanced at my cell phone, and it was ten at night by then. So I drifted off to sleep, as they were making out.

Some time later, I awoke to the loud moans coming both of their mouths.

As they were about two feet away from me, she was on her knees, and he was slamming her doggie style. My eyes were opened to see the sight, but my brain was still sleeping. My hand moved to my phone, and it was one in the morning by then.

"You two have been going at it for three hours?" I wondered.

Their eyes came to mine, and smiled with no teeth showing.

"We've been reconnecting emotionally too," she replied.

My arms, and legs stretched out, as my mouth opened for a big yawn.

"Cum on my back, Jack," she ordered.

Her orders were followed, so he shot his every single drop he could right onto her back. I slowly came over to them, and my fingers felt her back.

His warm, and thick seed came in contact with my fingers, and that brought me out of my sleepy trance. My fingers rubbed the cum into her skin, and they just watched me do it. After that, he collapsed right next to us.

"You have certainly made more of a feisty fucker," she put on the record.

My lips just smiled, and then I went right to my dresser. My hand opened the top drawer, rummaged through it, and yanked out a strap on.

"Oh, yeah," she said, as I put it on.

Then I came right over to her, and her body received the pleasure of having mine on top of it. The dildo was shoved right into her soaking pussy, and I made love to her.

The strap on was a special occasion toy, so the timing fit perfectly. We both had our eyes drift towards him, and he was out cold.

"Come on, Donna fuck me harder. Prove to me how much you love me, and what you'll do to pleasure me," she demanded.

No issues came from that, so her orders were followed. A small gap formed between the two of us, and despite how sweaty, and tired I was, I summoned all the strength I could to fuck her hard.

"Ever since I met you, I thought you were a cute, and hot chick. I wasn't even a lesbian, and I thought that. I'll admit it, he traded up," she explained.

As her pleasure increased, a shaking bed was produced.

"Oh, there's the feisty woman I love. Now make my pussy so sore, that I can't even masturbate anymore," she demanded.

As I was up for challenge, my hands traveled to her shoulders, and the entire dildo became shoved into her cherry.

"Oh, oh, yes, Donna!" she screamed, as her arms wrapped around me, and yanked me down with her.

Our boobs pressed together, as the grip on me became stronger, and stronger in just a few seconds. The eight inch dildo maintained it's position in her clit, as all the wiggle room disappeared. Only my ankles, and head were able to move at that point.

"I will remember this night for the rest of my life," she told me.

"Me too," he mentioned.

Our heads turned to the sight of him awake, with his hands on his cock.

"Holy mother fucking shit, my current wife, is fucking the shit out of my ex-wife," he moaned.

All three of us had giant smiles on our face, as he inched towards us. His strokes gained speed, as his moans got louder.

"You two hot woman want some love juice?" he mumbled.

No words were expressed, but the feelings were clear as his eyes got views of our smiles.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Donna, this is so much hotter than I imagined," he muttered.

His head leaned back, and eyes closed. 'Oh,' he moaned numerous times, as he got onto his knees, facing us. Both of our mouths opened up, ready for his juice to come flying towards us. With his head leaned back, his cock began to squirt.

Thick, and long lines of cum bolted out, and covered our faces, shoulders, and her back. It steamed on our skin for a few seconds, but did cool. His stomach, and everything up was vibrating. Out of breath, his eyes stayed on us.

"Damn, Jack. Just how much do you love what's right in front of you?" she pondered.

"A lot," he moaned.

He remained on his knees, as the dildo ejected from her slit, and my body lifted off her. I positioned myself onto my knees, and my hand hooked onto her's. She became yanked her up, and both of them became relocated, to mere inches from me.

"Kirsten, when was the last time you had cocks in your pussy, and asshole?" I wondered.

They both transformed their faces, into giant facial muscles moving smiles. Jack tumbled down onto his back, and Kirsten situated herself right on top of him. With their stomachs together, his cock immediately voyaged straight into her snatch.

"Oh, I missed that," he moaned.

I zoomed right to them, and stood on my knees right behind her. The dildo navigated into her asshole, and slowly slid it right in.

"Fuck, Donna!" she screamed.

As uncharted territory became journeyed to, we were coming to out whits end. My hands slithered right onto her ass, and I shoved that dildo way down her asshole.

Love wouldn't come to it right away, but I knew I'd get my 'Fuck yes!'. Small thrusts started, but they quickly sped up, to pleasure her.

"Fuck yes, Donna. Jam that dildo so far in there, that you can't get it out. Do it for me," she demanded.

So I started ramming her as hard as I could, as Jack's cock remained still.

"Yes, Donna. Make this sexy lion purr, I want to hear it," he told me.

The strap on was pressing right on my clit, and with every passing thrust, I became a little more drained. Everyone's emotions were going in about ten different directions, and I knew then I had to protect this relationship.

I mean with both of them, so we could all have fun together, and it would be beneficial to everyone. I knew I had to protect it, I just wasn't sure how to do that exactly. I just knew he was still hurt, and old sparks between may not be enough.

"Get it in there a little bit deeper!" she screamed.

As the entire thing was occupied by her clit, my boobs pressed onto her back, and my hands found their way to her breasts. Her nipples got treated to pinching, and that tilted her a little closer to cumming. My ears heard her inhaling, and exhaling ever so slowly.

She was pacing herself, but losing the battle. She couldn't hold out forever, as it was weights on her clit that just kept getting heavier, and heavier. Resistance came to having the last ball drop, so I kissed her neck.

"You are the feisty one here, Kirsten. You are holding out quite well, I can't wait to just how long you can last years from now," I whispered to her.

Her wheels were greased just enough to go over the line.

"Son of a bitch, Donna!" she screamed.

A very powerful orgasm soaked all three of us, and the bed. Her entire body quaked, and so did the bed. The lamp fell off the dresser, and a few picture frames dropped to the floor too. It lasted for a little while, and we both had no problems waiting her out.

It took a couple minutes for her to finish, and then her body became just a one-hundred twenty pound, hot blob, as she fell asleep. Our eyes met, and his head motioned to the right. His cock, and my rubber cock slowly slid out of her, and he escaped out from under her, as I took the strap on off.

We both laid together on the other side of the bed, and cuddled in silence for a couple minutes, as my body laid on top of his. Our stomachs were together, as my arms were in between us, and his arms were around me.

"Has the sex gotten better her since you started, because it's sizzling hot now?" he wondered.

My head leaned up, and tears fell out of my eyes.

"You aren't gonna leave me, are you?" I pleaded.

His fingers pinched one of my nipples.

"Haven't I proved that I'm not gonna do that? I watched you make love to her, and you saw me with her for a minute. Then we did it together. No divorce papers will be presented to you, I promise," he wrote in stone.

I just answered him honestly, and hoped for the best.

"Yes, it has. We can definitely last longer now. It always seemed to get cut short, when we just couldn't take all the pleasure. We really just started, and never really stopped. We fell hard for each other, really hard, and the sex sky rocketed," I confessed.

"Well, she does a spell," he told me.

We looked at her, and she dead asleep then. So I had to really get something off my chest.

"You don't hate me, do you? I can't bare to lose you," I said, as I teared up a little bit.

"Even if you did cheat on me again, I could never hate you. Donna, you mean too much to me. You proved to me that you love her, and she loves you. Whether you meant for it to happen, or not, I won't take it away. If you wanna keep seeing her, you have my blessing," he told me.

"Really?" I had to know.

He narrowed the gap, and his eyes looked straight at mine.

"Just don't hide it from me, that was what hurt the most I think. I mean to just walk into it like that. You could have at least told me you two developed a friendship. Maybe I should have seen it coming. All the shopping trips, and times I couldn't get you to answer the phone. I don't know, sweetie. What I do know is, I never stopped loving her either. One moment of weakness led to a great downfall, and those regrets from it never faded away. I also don't want to separate you from your other soul mate," he let me know.

My eyes went away, and a slight smile appeared.

"She told you?" I wondered.

"Yes, and you two were the only ones I ever thought could be my soul mate. It might just be one of you, but

I'd like to keep both of you around. So you are also gonna have to invite me in every now, and then too, or no deal," he made clear.

"Deal, I love you," I replied.

"I love you too," he let me know.

We kissed, and made love again. Positions were switched, and his cock entered my slit. Our eyes locked together for twenty minutes, until he had to cum. As his load was shot into me, her eyes opened.

"Do you mind if he does that to me again?" she inquired.

"Sure, and he says we can keep seeing each other too," I told her.

More tear shedding commenced from her, as she came to us for a group hug.

"Oh, you both are something else," she muttered.

"Donna, I just want one night with her. I wanna make love to her all those times I should have during our marriage," he told me.

"We are gonna need more than one night for that," she whispered.

"If you can let me have her, I can at least share with you," I let him know, as I wrapped my arms around them both.

We all stayed silent, as my heart pounded. Words could not express the feelings jolting through my body. I loved them both more than anything, or anyone else in the world, and I had no intention of losing either of them. As we both seemed to have a girlfriend, our marriage seemed to soar.