We sat on the couch afterward and sipped a beer, smoking and chatting a little bit.Out of the blue she asked, "Have you gotten laid yet?"Flustered, I ...tuttered, "Nuh-no." Why not?" she said. "You're pretty." I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything. She asked, "Still looking for 'Mr. Right', or 'Mr. Perfect'?" I'd settle for a guy who was average as long as he was normal," I said. That required me to explain my criteria. "I want somebody about my age, a little taller than me, and. And she seemed ok with the idea of the possibility of a whole night together. When the time came, we shared a bottle of wine, and a piza then after watching some TV went to bed. Sally was far more adventurous than I had imagined, and in fact seemed quite outrageous in her chat she told me how to touch her and what she liked. and then she went down on me. This was a completely new experiance. I tried to stop her but she would not be stopped. I told her my forskin was a bit tight and hope she. I pulled my wang from her cunt and snapped a picture with my phone, Bonnie did not even catch that. That is when I noticed we were not alone. There was another couple on the bed, some how Bonnie and I in our hurry to fuck had managed to miss these two love birds. They must have been eighteen or nineteen, he was goofy looking dude and she was a little hottie. They were both pretty revved up from the fucking that they had just watched. The dude asked if I would like to swap girls. Hell yea I. Cindy stood transfixed and watched the camera zero in for a close- up of her bloody, cum-covered cunt an instant before Mr. Abbott spit on his cockhead, then buried his stiff prick to the hilt in her excited fuck-pit. Cindy almost cried out as she watched inch after inch of his fifteen inch cock slowly fuck into her bloody pussy.Suddenly, the image on the screen froze as one of her parents hit the pause button. Cindy figured that they couldn't bear to watch anymore, and she half-expected to.