As usual, over the next hour or so, Maryanne had stripped for our five guests and taken them each in turn into our bedroom and fucked them. Xnxx I knew that he loved me beyond words and I could indulge myself sexually in any way I could imagine. I sometimes thought Michael would rather eat my ass and cunt than my cooking. Is it possible for life to get any better? When I returned and undressed, we turned on the shower and I washed her hair and scrubbed her body over and over in the hope of removing any smell or taste of piss. I realize I am what is now called a sex addict. Usually there were four or five of them, and we all got along fine. Or maybe that was just my imagination. This episode is written by each of us separately. While I played the role of host, I was more of a spectator than participant, not really being involved in the activities.
