"Uh uh, no peeking!" A cross voice lilted, Tori relaxing at the sound. It was just Cat.A grin stole across her face. It all made sense now. It'd been ... little over a week ago that the red velvet haired girl had kissed her. It'd been another one of their sle*p-deprived sle*povers, and once they'd run out of ice-cream, Cat had leaned against her, hands slipped around her hips, head snuggling under her chin. A kiss had almost seemed natural at that point, and it'd progressed to a slow make-out. This was too much for me and I warned Sam that I was going to cum. She pushed her mouth right up the length of my shaft and I shot my load straight down her throat. I was in heaven.She slowly pulled back and licked the last few drops of cum from the end of my shaft. It was amazing. She then crawled up my naked body and kissed me. Her big saggy tits swaying. I could taste my salty fluid but didn't care, I was so happy. She got out and quickly dried off and dressed. I begged her to stay but she. And still Phil sat, mesmerised, as his aunt, and her friend got hot and sweaty on the sofa. Cathy looked across at him. He was sitting on the edge of the chair, his cock hard, and in his hand. It was as big as she remembered. Her nephew, the stud. She was looking forward to fucking him again. She just prayed that it would remain a secret. Fuck it, at that moment, she didn’t care, she just wanted him to have her, in anyway he wanted. Phil watched, slowly wanking himself, as his auntie and her. Then she introduced him to me as Clark, an old friend.He seemed to be a really nice guy. We had a few more drinks and pretty soon I had to go to the bathroom. When I got back they were still talking very close… Clark’s hand was on my wife’s leg…Soon was the Clark’s turn to use the bathroom and while he was gone I asked my sweet wife if this was the same Clark she had told me about some time ago. He was the one that fucked her real good some times when they were working together at a former.