I saw clothes flying and naked bodies on themattress thrown on the floor for me to watch. FirstReese "did" my wife who in turn returned to the tablefo... me to "snack". Then Ingrid took my wife's place onthe table. Again I was "given" the taste test ofReese's cum. After cleansing both women, Reese cameover for some satisfaction and cleaning personally.His cock was forced into my mouth. I tried to refusebut Karen grabbed the remote for my arse and settingit on full, gave me the jolt of a lifetime. Fact is, she didn't have a lot of undressing left to do! Despite my better judgement I agreed, and she got unsteadily off the stool, walked around and took my hand, and led me into the bedroom, still chatting about all manner of inconsequential things.I'd never been in her bedroom before, but it was much as I'd have expected. Frilly and feminine, but not unduly so. I spied the skirt, thrown carelessly in the corner of the floor. She walked the two of us over near the bed.Turning to face me. He pulled out a chair at the kitchen table for me, then brought me a mug of coffee before dishing up a breakfast of scrambled eggs, ham, and potatoes staying warm in the oven.He sat down, too. He took a sip from his mug while watching me. “Do you hurt?” I nodded. I looked up shyly, “I’m not used to that much. I thought being a slut was just having sex when my couple wanted it. I’m pretty naïve, I guess.”He considered me intently, “Too much? Do you want to stop? It’s up to you. As I understand. She did as she was told sucking him dry. She said he sat down and talked to her for awhile about Paula. He told her that he had been having sex with her since she was 14. Jean didn't know why Paula hadn't told her. Stan told her that Paula didn't want him going after anyone else and that she made him keep their secret until she left for college. Jean told me that Paula was going to get an earful when she comes home on break and she did. Paula was pissed that Stan had told her and even more.