Recently I stayed over at a friends house after my husband and I had a massive argument. I was so upset he'd accused me of having an affair with a young neighbor, when I hadn't, I decided to stay at my best friends house.
We watched a movie as we chatted and Gary my friends husband opened some wine. I'd had a fair bit to drink when Gary switched the tv over to a film showing light porn. I cannot deny it was me who started the sexual inuendos, nor can I deny when Lucy my friend asked me if I liked oral sex, did I pounce jokingly on Gary. It was of course a prelude to us all sharing their bed. The last time I looked at the clock before I fell asleep nakedly cuddling Lucy, it said 3.15 am. I'd been having sex with both Lucy and Gary for over three hours.
This is where I should be saying I feel really guilty, but in reality I don't. I absolutely loved the sex with Gary's larger thicker cock, and also spending lots of time between Lucys legs licking and playing with her pussy and asshole.