Then she took another and put it under my balls and over my cock. Immediately I loved the feeling as my balls were pulled up tightly.She said, ‘toni...ht one of my lovers will be here, we have discussed it and we are going to allow you to watch. You will of course be allowed to wank but only cum when we give permission. Do I make myself clear?’‘Yes dear, I understand,’ I replied.As I got my coat on and found the car keys I had a good look at my wife, she appeared to be wearing more make up than. “Guys don’t get names ... except maybe ‘Playboy’ or something, and that doesn’t sound bad or even affect us much. Girls though, aren’t supposed to like sex as much as guys, which doesn’t seem fair. I think that after everything we’ve done, I could never think a girl who likes the stuff we do could be a ‘slut’, but I really don’t know how other boys ... or girls ... would react.”“Nobody even knows about what we’re doing, so how could anyone call us sluts?” said Jane.“But what about when we make. ”“Who is it” I asked?“Roger said it’s those two policemen you wanted to talk with about what is supposedly going to happen this evening.” She replied.“Tell him I’ll be right down sweetheart if you would” I said as I reached for my pants and a shirt. I quickly dressed and slipped my feet into a pair of loafers. I reached for Cyn and she came into my arms for a hug and a kiss. “I’ll see you at breakfast lover” I said “and don’t think for a second that we won’t continue where we left off when we. She noticed that Bobby was screwing his sister in the ass while Carl and Willie gave pointers. Surprisingly she felt a little twinge of jealousy that her son was using Dawn's ass and not hers. She blushed and wondered what has happened to her morals in the last few days. Then shaking her head she realized that what had been will never be the same again. She loved to have her son fuck her and she loved to suck on that beautiful cock and have it spray her mouth with hot sticky cum.As far as her.