"God, you are one slutty little sister, aren't you!" said Cindy. "Hey, if the dick fits, wear it. That's what I always say," Sally proudly barked back, which made both sisters laugh hard for a little while. "Well, I don't mind you fuckin' Jerry, if you don't mind me fuckin' you soon-to-be ex-husband. Because that's what I've been doin' behind your back, at least two or three times a week, ever since oral that wonderful night at your hotel room." "Okay. So who's the slutty sister now ?" Sally asked. "I guess we both gagged are," Cindy replied. "I'm sorry, Sis. I didn't mean to carry on a secret affair with your husband. But about a week or so after that first night in the hotel titty fuck room, he came over here one evening, and he told me that you wouldn't let him make love to you anymore. And I really felt sorry for him. He's ball licking such a nice guy. And so one thing led to another, and before I knew it, I found myself flat on my back, with him humping away. And I sure as hell wasn't gonna stop him at that point." "That's okay, Cindy. Carl really is a very sweet person. It's just that he also happens to be a cuckold." "Really?" Cindy said, acting surprised by this piece of news. But the real truth is that Cindy already knew that Carl was a cuckold, thanks to her Uncle Jerry's loose lips. In fact, that was one of the major reasons why Cindy found Carl to be so attractive. She had been looking for a live-in lover who wouldn't mind the idea of her getting some "strange dick" on the gagging side, from time to time. And her ex-husband had been very possessive of her, whereas Carl was the complete opposite. Cindy found that to be very refreshing, and very freeing, at the same time. She knew that one man--regardless of who that man was--would never be enough to keep her sexually satisfied. A thought came over her and as she stood, adopting her awkward walk through to her gagged living room and kitchen combo, she switched on the TV, still completely naked and uncaring of the fact. Both of them went before the signal. This was about it for me. Emily was thrusting her pussy on me. Her tits were bouncing around under her dress, her naked pussy was ball licking dripping down the side of the table. Neither is Clara #3, and he isn’t as interested in meeting her. He drove harder, his hips colliding with loud smacks, his tip pushing against my cervix, making my tongue loll from my gaping mouth as I gagging panted my exhilarating euphoria. Its broken body slammed into the slate tiles at my feet. I even stocked a complete wardrobe of jeans and t-shirts so if anybody got excessively coated with titty fuck cum, they didn’t have to go home that way. I dialed him. The two Japanese twins whispered and oral giggled. We took our seats at the table, and as Sheila reached for her gavel, one of the women from the kitchen crew hurried forward and, using her hand as a shield, whispered something in Sheila's ear. Look straight ahead and don't move. I know that she found the most profound release when the rope finally claimed her, but my reverie ended before then”.