"This is all my doing. Why am I upset?" Because," Madeline answered her own question,"You just watched your fucking husband untie another woman's biki...i. She invited him to help take her clothes off - AND HE DID!"Not for the first time that day, Madeline started to doubt the entire arrangement she had made with Shelly. She knew that if her BFF were to roll over onto her back right now, she would reveal her chest to Scott. Madeline had never seen Shelly naked before, but she could imagine what. I barely noticed the other activities around me.I was surrounded by lesbians. Martha was eating Tiff's pussy as Sally ate Martha's.Jane and Jacqui were eating each other. Mom and Aunt Mary were eating each other. No they weren't. The monitor showed an empty pool house.That should have bothered me. But I plead the distraction of an impending orgasm. I knew what was coming before it happened.I sensed movement at the door again. I humped my hips up to meet Gail's forceful thrusts. I wanted to. Michael watched Stacey as he worked. When he saw her close to hitting sub space he finally let her come. Leaning down to her ear, he hissed, “Cum now,” and watched her thrash in pleasure.Silk also watched this. The whole thing had her so turned on. She never knew she was such a voyeur. While part of her was jealous at the thought of Michael doing more, a part wanted to see him actually take Stacey all the way. She would have to talk with Michael about this later. She knew she would have to deal. . Tongue fuck it ... Piss whore ... Drink my cum ... Oh fuck you, pissy bitch!"She'd say stuff like that, loud if she could, but in the library bathroom Carla was just whispering. I knew Carla didn't mean anything by it, but we both liked it anyway, so maybe she did. Still, that girl watching us could hear everything and it was almost a little embarrassing, which is about as embarrassed as I get. Plus I really didn't care right then cause I was rubbing my own pussy hard, just through my little.