Her new reality was one I didn’t remember. Stripping each other. Indian sex I gripped her as she loved me. Our lips met in a hot kiss. If I hadn’t met Steve, I might be fully a lesbian, living with Marissa, seducing hotties with her. To be my second wife once I had arranged for bigamy to be legal. I had a feeling Steve had edited her to accept this. Steve grinned. I kissed back to her mouth, nibbling at the corners as she bobbed and sucked. Lilith appeared at the foot of the bed, her eyes hungry as she stared down at us. Linda’s green eyes pierced into mine. I squeezed her breasts. My large tits bounced in my low-cut top. She looked so beautiful. “It’s a gift. We stretched out on our sides, kissing hard. His favorite. I savored it as I fucked into the depths of my new wife’s cunt. “Damn,” I groaned, my hand sliding back to her dark-red hair. “Makes me want to do something equally naughty.”
His phone beeped, getting a notification. “Oh, my god, this is hot,” moaned Marissa. “Makes me want to do something equally naughty.”
His phone beeped, getting a notification. You are the best husband in the world.
