Fantasies of her and Tina together invaded my thoughts constantly. I also needed to change my boxer shorts on more occasions than usual as I leaked pr...-cum all the time.Even at home I struggled to do much. Watching TV, reading or surfing the Internet all failed to hold my attention and my imagination ran riot. I also noticed Ann was less talkative than usual and her mind was clearly elsewhere. We spoke very little to each other when we were together during those two days but every now and again. The would be photographer was busy, Mary joined inlooking back over her shoulder, smiling and blowingkisses, as he snapped her violated ass. There were still 4 guys yet to come they had patientlywaited, tossing openly over the scene that marked ourdescent into slut and cuckold. As Mary rose and slumpedin one of the chairs, two guys came to stand next toher wanking as she massaged her breasts, both came overher breasts in short time. One a tall Indian guyproduced an amazing amount of thick white. We had played this game before, and we already knew the limits. “Orange” was the agreed upon safe word. We all knew the game was just an excuse for the “transgressor” to get touched.“M’s” hand shot to “J’s” clavicle, hitting that sweet spot that turned “J” into a happy, cackling hyena. I got “J’s” left shoe and sock off and wiggled my fingers between those delicious toes. This went on for what seemed a long time, but was only about five minutes. “Orange!” “J” finally conceded.We giggled. It was my aunt. By calling my name she asked me “hi r u free” me “yupp”. “Could you please come in here for moment?” me “why” she “i need your help”. “Ok I am coming”. I rang her door bell, “it’s open dear, please come in” i entered in the drawing room. “Please lock the door, & take seat”. Now i entered in room, to my surprise she was drinking same brand of whisky as like main. “Please feel free, have a drinks, but only with self-service dear”. You are drinking? It’s just evening but it seems.