Ashley kept her eyes closed. Her spate of nervous anxiety faded and a smile crossed her lips. “Oh yeah,” she cooed, “I think I could get used to...this.” She was floating topless in the midst of Brad, Jarrad, and George. As Ashley continued floating, three pairs of hands lightly caressed her bare skin. With her eyes closed, she tried to put names to each. The hands snaking up her thighs - probably Jarrad's; those tracing circles over her stomach and rib-cage, coming very near her bare breasts –. " she said. "They're all pregnant."Both teen's head jerked towards each other at that comment."Yeah, condoms are a lousy way to prevent pregnancies. They break, and leak and have pinholes in them." said Claire, like it was a discussion about how to chop carrots."I didn't know that." said Bobby."Which is why you probably shouldn't be having sex. You need to learn about adult things before you do adult things." said Claire."We're not going to stop Mom." said Lori firmly. Chuck had been. Sometimes they wanted anal sex and sometimes they wanted a blow job but more often than not just straight sex.The men in the "granby Head" soon learnt she was available for sex and a couple of times she was taken into the pool room and shagged whilst bent forward over the table.A few times, when the landlord of the "Granby Head" had a lock in, he would keep my wife there so he and the other men could have sex with her. Those were the times when she didn't get home before I finished work.She. “Oh god,” my best friend shudders and makes a choking sound. “You’re going to make me come.”Abruptly, he pulls me up and leads me by the hand towards the couch. He undoes the button at the waistband of my shorts, tugs them down over my hips, and tosses them to the floor.I tremble as his hands slide under my t-shirt. His hands caress my skin, gliding over my ribs. He pulls the garment up and over my head. And all at once, I am overcome with shyness.My best friend has never seen me without.