I can’t believe I forgot our wedding anniversary. Thank God Amy came by with a gift and reminded me. I hadn’t understood why Jess had been so off with me in the morning and it all made sense now. I must admit, I know I should feel guilty, cheating on her with her best friend on our anniversary, in our bed, on our special day, with her best friend, in her dress but I’m not. Not yet anyway. Not while the thought of Amy is still fresh in my mind. Her tongue rimming my asshole, her eyes looking up at me while she gave me a glorious bj. The feel of her piss on my dick and her moans as she let me piss in her pussy. None of which Jess would have done. I’d have been lucky to get any sex at all, even on our anniversary. At least I have the thought of her best friends natural tits bouncing as I came over her bush to keep me and my hand entertained