Many times over the last two months I've agonised over whether I should own up to a moment of weakness. Missing my husband as he'd been working away for over a month I invited a female friend of ours around, who in turn invited a guy I used to fancy when I was a teenager. Some (lots) of wine later and my female friend passing out, I ended up naked on the sofa next to her with my old flames cock pounding away at my asshole. It was only my friend waking up that ended the sex, but it didn't deminish how much I'd enjoyed his cock fucking me. She's staying over next week at the invitation of my husband, and now I don't know if she'll tell all if we drink again. Wish I knew what I should do.

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