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"Who are you...Oh God! Dave, what are doing? I can't believe this...No, oh
God..." Eve was coming closer and she hadn't seen everything yet. "What?
That's...That's...That's a cock!"

Eve thought I'd been licking Stacy's pussy, but now she was near us, to the
side and she could plainly see her loving husband giving this beautiful
girl a blowjob. I groaned, closing my eyes and feeling my body flush with
the terrible fire of acute embarrassment. I was sucking a cock in front of
my wife and I wasn't even fighting it, not really. I was too far gone. Lust
clouded my brain, the need for sex, any kind of sex with anyone. My balls
were on fire with the need to cum. My cock was spasming with imminent
orgasm. I wanted to touch it so badly, but I didn't. I was helplessly
obeying Stacy now, she'd made me her slave somehow, as if I were
hypnotized, or brainwashed. She'd made me her cocksucking faggot slut and I
was powerless to do anything about it, even in front of my wife.

"Your husband is a good little cocksucker." Stacy giggled. "I think he's
done this before."

"Oh my God." Evelyn was almost crying, but not quite. She was just standing
there, watching as I mouthed that steely prick eagerly.

"Why don't you join him, little wifey?" Stacy spoke gently, not commanding
my wife, but coaxing her. "Get down there next to him and share my girly
cock with your husband."

"This is...No! What is this? You can't...He's my husband! He's not gay!"
Eve was resisting, but I could sense her moving closer just the same.

"Shhh...Don't be shy. Show your husband what a slut you are for shemale
cock." Stacy smiled, nodding as my wife sank to her knees, licking her lips
and staring at the girl's large cock as I worked my mouth around it.

"See what a good cocksucker your husband is? I bet you can do better
though, can't you, little wifey?" Stacy was reaching for my wife now,
pulling the woman I loved closer so that she could share that throbbing
prick between us.