”“Before she was married?”“No Gary, but John knew about them, Charlotte had this very set-up with him and he was fine with it.” John was Cha...lotte’s husband.“I find that difficult to believe,” said Gary.“In fact, one of the things Charlotte suggested, was that you and John meet for a drink so he could ease your worries?”“You want me to meet John to talk about this? I’m sorry this is all a bit too much for me, I have to be alone for a while.”Gary got up to leave but Emma stood up and put her. By day she was prim and proper with her job, but evenings were her own. When she found a guy to have sex with she invited him to her house. When he would arrive she would greet him dressed only in a sheer robe with nothing else on. She would kiss him then start to undress him. First his shirt and she would rub his nipples and lick them. Then trace her finger down to his bellybutton and find the line of hair below it. She would kiss his button and insert her tongue getting him aroused. Next she. After a leisurely meal where Reg was the only one who partook of alcohol, they retired to the nursery and the upstairs lounge to associate with the children. Reg happily shared the task of cuddling the little ones, rocking them to sleep after a good feed of breast milk.At one point he had fallen asleep with one of the babes in his grasp, and Frances had shaken him awake.“Reg, love, your child is not safe in your arms if you fall asleep like that. Give him to me, and take yourself to bed. You. "Do you mind, if I suck on your fiancé's cock, Shawna?" I pondered. "I'd feel shitty if you didn't, actually. Suck on it, and make him cum like a giant hose. I've seen it at full blast, so give it a whirl," Shawna told me. I had her permission, in fact, she insisted. So I opened up my mouth, and let his big sausage into my mouth. His cock always seemed to be big. As I had finally seen Joe's cock too, I could say that Billy was quite a lucky bastard. I wouldn't tell Billy, because it would have.