I showed up to her apartment, her husband and their k**s where outside of building and I recognized her husband as an old boyfriend I met and we could...say acquaintance. Crazy enough he was complex landlord, he told the k**s to head in he will meet us inside, that he's finishing up some work and he'll meet us inside for lunch we all went in she showed me around I noticed her mother-in-law cooking and she told us she need to step out and meet us later for lunch. Meanwhile I noticed she was. She groans, humping against Ashley’s hand. Ashley is just getting started, lust painting her features as she continues fingering Emily.Coming back from her orgasm, Emily pants, looking down at Ashley with heavy lids. Something flickers across her face, and her head turns. I can tell she’s looking for me, eyes freezing when she finds me. She smiles, watching me rub my hand around my cock, and I smile back. We stare at each other as Ashley eats her. My girl reaches down and puts a hand on the. I've been known to have second thoughts when those thoughts havebeen soaked in a little fruit of the vine. After a little coercing, I agreed to go for a while, but with limitations on how "social" we would get. I wasn't sure I was in the mood for the type of audience we have had on previous excursions.As we crossed the river, my mood began to mellow and I got a bit more into the spirit. I lost the jacket and unbuttoned my blouse the rest of the way, pulling it out of my skirt and tying it in. "Take off your shirt and wear this one."I immediately removed my t-shirt and pulled the new one over my head. I looked down. Emblazoned across the front were the words. "White holes for black poles" I blushed a little. It was true but still seemed strange to wear it as a shirt. Charlie laughed at my embarrassment. "You can start with my pole bitch." I immediately dropped to my knees as Charlie stepped towards me unzipping his jeans as he approached. He fished out his cock which was already.