“Go along with anything I say, got it?”Emma gave her a terse little nod.Brent’s eyes were drawn to Jess’ voluptuous tits, but he caught himsel... and looked away before anyone (besides me) noticed. His anxiety level was somewhere around an 11. Jess saw and closed in on him.She moved in front of him and took both of his hands in hers, standing directly before him. She moved his hands so that they landed directly on her breasts, her perky nipples poking him in the palms. He tried to pull away, but. They were cool, nice people actually and they didn’t make a big deal out of my wife’s attire - or lack of it. Still it was obvious to me that the husband was showing as much interest in Julie’s clothing as a polite social meeting in the presence of his own wife would allow, while his wife seemed perhaps mildly bemused by Julie and was certainly not disapproving of her.Having a pleasant married couple to hang with and make normal conversation with really helped put Julie more at ease - that and. This was one hundred percent woman and my breath caught in my throat yet again at my good fortune. I leaned forward again and kissed her breasts, my rubber-clad erection batting the insides of her thighs. I tongued her nipples one after the other and she moaned gently, her fingers scrunching up my hair as she pulled my head further toward her breasts. “I’m sorry but I can’t wait, Fi!” I murmured in anguish “Are you wet enough for me?”Her only reply was to lift her legs up and apart and to. “In fact...maybe that’s where we can get our sex. From other men. But we both have to be present. And then whoever the man is gets to treat us both like his personal sex toys. He will have five holes between us to choose from.”“That sounds incredible. Are you really sure?”“Absolutely.” She said. “Now play with yourself again for me. And grab your empty water glass from the bedside to squirt into.”Brad grabbed the glass in one hand and his shaft with the other. Jenny moved her fingers in and out.