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But Amanda saw the genuine look of love and adoration on my face, and she quickly began to soften. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she closed her eyes, sighed, and shook her head in resignation. “Oh, babe… you silly, silly thing! What have you done? I know we enjoy sharing our fantasies… talking dirty in bed and all that stuff… but it’s just that: fantasy! How could you think I would do ever really do those things? That I’d be capable of touching another man? I don’t want to be with anyone else. I just want to be with you.” I couldn’t love Amanda any more than I did at that precise moment. I touched her hand to my cheek again. “I know. I guess what I’m trying to tell you is that it doesn’t have to all just be fantasy. It can be real.” I kissed her hand. “I see how intent you get when we watch those bbw threesome and group sex movies. They always make you so hot. Deep down inside, I know you want it. I love you, and I want to give you everything and anything imaginable.” I paused again. “And quite frankly, there’s aren’t that many things that would make me harder than watching you have sex several men.” There was huge-tits no point in holding back know now. Amanda buried her head in my chest. I took a quick glance behind her, and saw everyone still stroking themselves to keep their erections hard. No doubt they were staring at my wife’s ass as she stood busty with her back to them. Their burgeoning cocks were a sight to behold, but by the way the men were shifting, I could they were getting restless. As fate would have it, Amanda lifted her face at that moment. There was a loving smile on her lips and actual tears in her eyes. “I cannot believe I’m even considering this,” she quavered. David's face lit up. I kept up the circuit between her clit and her asshole for a few minutes before I felt her start to pull away. Unlike me, she shaved everything. She said what if she lost. 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