My wife asked my hefty buddy, Ian, to spend the night at our place, as itwas late. Because he was a

My wife asked my hefty buddy, Ian, to spend the night at our place, as itwas late. Because he was a big guy, my wife insisted on him taking our maritalbed. I had no problem with this but wassurprised to hear my wife say she would be fine sharing the bed with my buddy. Shesaid she didn’t want to give up the bed, and as long as she cuddled up withIan, she would fit in there with him just fine.I was going to sleep on the couch, but Ian insisted that I slept on thefloor beside him and my wife. It was like he wanted me to be present with mywife in his arms above me. I couldn’t sleep very well because Ian was breathing very loudly while a wetstroking sound came from the bed. At one point, the bed began to shake inrhythm with that weird wet stroking sound and Ian’s breathing. Another strangesound came from the bed, this one sounded like the noise your mouth makes whenyou pop something thick out of it, like a Popsicle. Finally, the noises and bed-shaking stopped, but not before Ian grunted. Ashe did, some thick white substance shot out from the bed and splattered allover my face. Though they tried to conceal it, I could hear Ian and my wifelaughing, though I’m not sure what was so funny… -- source link

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