There was a fine, fine line, reflected Elizabeth in vague surprise, between being a swaggering man among men and being a cuckold. Did the poor dear, suddenly embarrassed, think that any of his grateful friends now would consider him merely a meek little milquetoast who wasn’t man enough to satisfy his own wife? Oh, she hoped not! Why, Bill was a kind and generous lover, patient and thorough, and very devoted to her gratification. Those strong, skilled hands, and the flattering hunger of his ravenous mouth! Never had he left her unsatisfied. After this many happy years of marriage, surely he must know that he was all she ever needed to please her, mustn’t he? Of course, if she were allowed a harmless little gangbang now and then…well, her enjoyment of that should not be seen as a slight aga
