Every time I looked at her I could see her long creamy white legs being kneaded by John's brown hands.While having breakfast the next morning, the doo...bell rang. It was John again. I answered; he walked past me to the breakfast bar to greet Mum. "Anything for me?" Breakfast or just coffee?" she answered coyly. This flirting went on as Mum showed too much leg while sitting on the bar stool, & John would find excuses to touch her as we cleared up in the kitchen. I left them to go get dressed and. Most sessions ended up as giant fuck-sessions in the showers or sometimes in the swimming pool.We invited lots of boys and girls my age, and some like Yasmin, to our parties, which were really orgies, where every imaginable form of sex happened.So when she got a job in a Sperm Donation Clinic; I cannot really imagine how she hid her prick during the 'interview', I went along too. We made a formidable double-act, dressed in just leather skirts and long boots; all the men stared at our breasts. “Jane, John,” she said, addressing us, “meet Stephen, James, and Valerie.”Heather had told us that she would be introducing us as Jane Doe and John Doe. She was telling her friends that we were both being blackmailed as a result of some unspecified really horrible thing we had done. If her friends knew we were there willingly, it would spoil everything, and her friends would be more willing to take advantage of us if they thought we were rotten people. Also, she advised that, for obvious. "I was confused at first until I realized that I must've heard Sheri moaning. I ended up going shopping and, when I got home, Sheri came out of her apartment as I was walking in."Can I give you a hand?" she asked as she took a few bags out of my hand."Sure," I said as I used my now free hand to get my keys."I'm sorry about last night," she said."Last night?" I asked."Yes. I heard you talking to Hilary as you left the apartment. I was trying to sneak another look at your cute butt when I heard.