Merrian was all excited about being with Dave again which surprised me. She had told me he really got her off the last time and was looking to more fu... with him. I certainly wanted to do Joan again. When Dave and I played golf we talked about our wives and the last time we got together. He wanted to know if Joan had given me a blow job and I told him yes the best I had ever had and he just smiled and said that is my Joan. I asked about Merrian and he said at the end she went down and finished. An empty unrumpled bed. No Laura. Into the second bedroom, and again, nothing. As my befuddled senses kicked in, I realised that whatever was happening, had to be in the living room.Holding my breath, I slowly, silently pushed open the door. The grunts, gasps and squeals were here. And were there two women?The bottle of white wine on the table, was one Laura and I had drunk one glass each from the previous evening. Now, I guessed there was scarcely a glassful left in the bottle, and no glass. I couldn't resist the sight of his, now 8 inch erect cock, piss fountaining out of it. I quickly sank to my knees, opened my mouth and let the stream flow over my tongue, filling my throat and spilling out of my mouth, I pulled back and let the piss stream over my head, flow down my face over my chest, and belly, the hot piss running over my cock which began to harden. " What the fuck John", I looked up to see Simon, his eyes wide open in shock, a horrified look on his face. "Chill Simon, I. “And then you’re going to sit here and watch the television or read the paper while my spunk dries on you.” Angela moaned and the way her pussy clenched made my cock vibrate dangerously. “Did I say you could touch your pussy, slut?” “N-no.” Angela gasped. “Master.” “Master? I like the sound of that.” It was amazing how quickly this had happened. Looking down, my cock was shiny with Angela’s pussy juice, juice that I wanted to taste. “Give me your fingers.” Angela lifted her fingers up and I.