"What's it been since you were locked up? A week?" She glanced up from her magazine, and tilted her head to one side, waiting for his reply."It's been...14 days," Roger replied."Really?" Cynthia said, slightly frowning."Yes," her husband replied."Hmmm," Cynthia said, putting her magazine down on the coffee table in front of her. "Well then," she smiled, "I guess it's time I saw to that." Oh yes," Roger replied, feeling his pulse rising, "thank you. Thank you very much!"Roger was wearing a CB6000. "You can't do that!" Britney laughed. "I can and I did." "But how's that fair to me? Shouldn't you have to fuck him if you lose?" "I'm not naked. And I'm not fucking my own brother. But, to make it fair..." Britney put her finger to her mouth and paced around the room. "If Jen or I lose, the loser just has to get naked and masturbate. Fair?" Both the other girls looked at her like she was crazy. “I'm not playing,” Emily said. It took her a minute to work up the courage to speak. She thought. She regained her composure and looked up and kissed me, smiling at me."Thanks Mr Matthews," she said as she glanced at her watch. "Oh, I've got to go. I hope you don't mind."My heart sank a little, and my cock wilted now that there wouldn't be any young pussy for it this morning. "No problem," I managed to say out loud.Cindy broke free of my arms and scooped up her panties from the back of the chair and pulled them on. Looking back over her shoulder she smiled at me "I'll have to make it up to. After a couple of messages it was clear that he wasn't keen to meet the both of us so she just signed off telling him that we were in Brighton the coming weekend and if he changed his mind to get in touch. We never heard back from him for the next couple of days and I relentlessly teased her telling her that she'd scared him off but neither of us had really expected him to accept the offer anyway and eventually we forgot all about it.On the Saturday morning we drove down to the coast and.