We had done shares and threesomes a number of times so the mention of another did nothing but bring a wry smile to her face.I arranged it for that wee...end and she had dressed balancing the need to look nice with the knowledge she wouldnt be wearing her outfit for long. She had a fairly tight black dress on, with black thong and bra underneath.There was a knock at the door and i went to answer it, leaving Sarah standing in the bedroom. As I let Josh in, he greeted me and said "Are you sure about. Although it was now cleaned he continued to push his finger farther and farther into her mouth until it started down her throat causing her to gag. "I love hearing you gag. Do it again for me my girl," he said as he repeatedly jammed his finger down her throat. Her neck convulsed each time she gagged and her eyes became exceedingly teary until a single teardrop rolled down her cheek. Finally he removed his finger and wiped the tear from her face as she gasped for air and tried to relax her. "Like I want you there to see me get raked over the coals." He pointed the automatic lock button at the door and punched it, turning to look at her. "I think you look awake enough to drive if you want me to just drop you off at your car." He grunted, unprepared for her fist in his stomach."Hey, police brutality," he wheezed. "What the hell was that for?" You ask that question a lot. That," she emphasized the word, "was for being a stubborn jerk." She opened her door and got in, closing it. I opened two of the wine coolers and handed her one. As we ate, the conversation was as much small talk as it was about the reason that we were both there. When the last chicken leg was bones only and our hands and faces were wiped, I spread my legs and patted the ground between them. Ashley moved over and sat between them with her back against my chest. I bent down and kissed her on the neck. She laid her head to the side, giving me better access to do what I was doing. I could see bumps.