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You know. Wife swapping out in the open?" I asked Beth. "I'm not sure he's even had others while we were married," she replied. "But I suppose he must have. He's away so much." "Well I'd love to have his cock in me," I boldly admitted. Before I go on, maybe I should fill in a few gaps in Beth's and my early years. As you know from my previous post, Marty G and me had taken our time, months thanks to my reluctance, going from first base to home plate (boy talk I know), We lived on 103rd Street in Queens. Marty Anime / Cartoon would come by after school and take me to his house on 105th when his parents weren't home. Exciting things happened there, as you know. This went on for weeks. If we couldn't go to his house there was a place behind the local funeral home that was very private if there was nobody to bury that day. I wouldn't take off my clothes teen but I did let him lower my panties in the name of convenience. It was the standing version of Hardcore reverse cowboy. Beth as it turned out was insanely jealous of me, even though she'd never gone anywhere with Marty. He was the local stud after all. So one afternoon, Marty and I were supposed to get together, but something held me up at school. I don't even remember what, because I learned about this a couple weeks later when Beth finally told me what happened. Marty came by and I wasn't there. "She's not here," Beth had told him. And when he looked crestfallen, she added, "But I am!" Well Marty and Beth started kissing. Then he took her up to her room and she let him pull down her top and suck on her boobs, small as they were, and then take her panties off and lick her pussy, which did have some hair by then. Then he got between her legs on her bed, pushed up her skirt, slipped on a condom and made her virginity history. Next, I look again at the Seattle group. They end up pooling their money and buying a small cask of cider. Arnial smiled softly and she could feel heat in her cheeks as she pulled herself a bit closer to him. Wondering what this was all about, I moved to the couch, sat down and waited for what she would say. What does that mean? “Don’t thank me yet, Anime / Cartoon I did say if you were good…” Her playful smile Hardcore had a wicked twist to it as she winked at me. “I have no doubt that you’ll be a good boy for me, won’t you?” Now, I am not advocating for a revolution, merely a movement to restore sanity and morality in our nation’s government. She stretched her arms along the headboard again and stood up. I was going to school at a local community college. “If he wants to watch teen his buddies use me, well, here comes the show”, I decided. Richard grunted, "You're my slut!