I’m allowed to see other men. To date and flirt and kiss and touch… to taste and lick and suck and fuck. The only rule is that they have to wear a condom, which is totally fair. When Marcus was over this last time I tried so hard to be good. It’s hubby's only rule…. I failed. When I pulled the condom off it felt like ecstasy inside me, like something I’d been dying for for so long. Marcus promised me it’d be ok and that he’d pull out and cum on my tits or in my mouth. But as the head of his bare cock kept pushing into my unprotected pussy, all I could think about was how amazing it would feel to have jets of his hot cum drench my spot and fill my fertile womb… What am I crazy?! There’s no fucking way… But it would feel so good… What if….