“Oh” I said looking shocked, Sophie covered for me by trying not to giggle as Emma continued, “I know it’s weird, right?” she said as she sa... me looking down at her crotch, she stood up so my head was at the right height and came towards me pressing her bulging panties against my face, Mmm I could smell the musky odour as I wriggled my face against her crotch, my tongue flicking out touching the sweet cotton fabric between her legs, I could hear Emma sigh as she enjoyed the pleasure of my. She filled his glass to the brim with just a touch of overflowing foam. All the time his gaze was focused on her nipples, which by now were sticking out big as half dollars. Fred’s was peeking inside her blouse as her tit brushed his shoulder. I knew from her wink she wanted to have some fun, so I excused myself to the bathroom. Really, I grabbed my cellular and called Sarah. Sarah answered, yelling from the kitchen, "Work on the phone, can you pick it up upstairs?" I came back down declaring,. The dialogue – so profound. The set – so perfect. I wonder when the rehearsals took place? Dare I remember now by putting the details to paper and ink? We met at a Christmas party given by my sister and attended by all her dancing friends. He wore his long black hair straight back in a ponytail, and had kind of an impish, comical face – though he was quite serious behind it. His eyes were blue, I think, or maybe brown. No, they were hazel. I remember they reminded me of my own and made me. Amanda said something about them shopping for us and they were going to model it. They both ran upstairs to our bedroom.“What the hell is going on?” I asked.“I’m not sure, I really thought Amanda was going to strip. Whatever they are doing, I’m getting really horny. We may have to cut the night short to go home and fuck.”“I hear you, buddy; I just hope the girls are as turned on as we are.”“I think we should try the swap thing; you take my wife to our house and I stay here. What do you.