It tells me that you need, you want, you must have my cock, your husbands cock, any cock inside of you. Would you like to milk my cock with your cunt,...dear Linda? Yes, yes Id like that… I know you would. Peter, give me your hand. Holding Lindas left buttock apart with my left hand, I felt William grasp my right hand by the wrist. He guided it down and placed it into the cleft of my wifes open buttocks. Releasing my wrist, he placed his hand on top of mine and moved both our hands downward. He sounded keen (might have been that we had been drinking for a couple of hours as well). So then I did the evil thing - I went out into the lounge and ‘pretended’ to call Jen (the ‘easy’ girl). I don’t even know this chicks number or where she lives this year. Hehehe. Ain’t I evil!!!Returning to my room I told Dean all was good and that Jen would be coming around in about an hour. Lots of high fives and “Ow Yeahs!!!” Jen was ‘going’ to meet us at the hot tub and now I had an hour to figure. I blush as I say this because it sounds like the typical teenage emo shit. He takes my hand and leads me back to his bedroom, and he drags me to his bed. He sits and he motions for me to do the same. I sit down, my hand still embracing his tightly. Im starting to get a little scared here, Ive never been with anyone (Have I mentioned this before?). He takes his hand and rests it on my breast under my robe. I shrug my shoulders, allowing the robe to fall off, showing my breasts to him . This was Thursday morning, and I wouldn't have to go to work again at either of my jobs until Saturday night. As I ate, I wondered how much of the snoring I could tolerate. I had gotten along well enough with Dena when we worked together, but I hadn't actually reckoned her as a friend. I wasn't at all sure she would work out as a roommate.Dena was, as I've noted, fairly tall, but oddly proportioned. She had long slender legs and a narrow little ass, but rather wide shoulders. She had gained a.