.?" Call me George, please."For half an hour the pair chatted amiably in the considerable snug asJoyce related her brief knowledge of his son John and...how they hardlyever saw one another, he being a student and she working in a make-updepartment of a large city store.She stroked her satin skirt, then her stockings as she responded to hisquestions. Occasionally she arose from her chair and offered George acigarette or a drink, both politely refused before she lit one forherself, her ruby red. I have gone to great trouble to organize two hung men for us,” she tells me with the emphasis on ‘us’ as we continue tongue kissing.I am the center of attention for three naked people, all younger than me, two hung men with huge erections and a woman who wants to pleasure me sexually with her tongue.“Yes, you know I would,” I tell her as we continue kissing, before I slowly undress for them. Her man is stroking his erection as I tease him by sliding my thong off first as I lift my skirt to show. " Where is it you prat?" I hissed,"In my pocket, where else?" he chuckled.I wanted to smack him, but he pulled my sleeve and whispered that my mother's friend was hot."She smiled at me, Lenny." I know," I whispered back. "She's always had a soft spot for the mentally challenged." I'm gonna throw this ring away." Helen will kill you, your dad will kill you, and then I'll fucking kill you." Fucking hell!" he laughed, "What, all three of you?" Yes mate." Okay."The vicar cleared his throat as Helen. As soon as she was on all fours, one of the visiting contractors beckoned her over to him, unzipping his fly and grinning. She shuffled over on her hands and knees to him, pregnant belly touching the floor, and he pulled out an O-ring gag.“Do I need to use this?” he asked. She shook her head and dutifully opened her mouth. He grabbed a fistful of hair and shoved her face into his crotch. I watched her ponytail flounce up and down as he fucked her mouth. I couldn’t help but get a little wet.