" Thank you, we live in my old house, now. George and I got married last month. CJ gave us jobs, so we could keep the house, or try too," she said."Ho... much you owe?" I asked."We will make it, Mister Brakes," George said."I didn't ask you, young man. I asked the woman my son once loved. Now how much do you owe?" Seventy thousand to the bank, my mom took out a mortgage before she died and we are barely scraping by," she replied.I whipped out my checkbook, and checked the balance.It wasn't. “No problem at all Madam,” the waitress says, all flushed. The rest of the meal is uneventful except for the charming company, great service, and excellent food and wine.Before our coffee arrives I pop to the loo. As I’m returning the attractive lady who saw the knickers is waiting. “I was going to give these,” she hand me a pair of warm lacy black knickers, “to my husband but as you seem to be collecting them this evening, I thought you might like them?” Just as I thank her she pushes her card. By now, Mireya had her tongue planted in Chrissy’s backside, licking away with an ardor that made the cutie next door cream herself constantly. The sight of two women taking turns at analingus was more than a sufficient thrill for me, as I wiped my dick clean again and sat back to enjoy that scene. Of course, the sight of Jonny buggering Ernie didn’t hurt the eyes, either, and I was content to be a voyeur right at that point. My turn at fucking someone again would come soon enough.It was clear. ” she teased, and slid my cock into her open mouth. As she sucked me in, her eyes looked deeply into mine, then over towards the bedroom door. I thought nothing of it, but she looked back at me, sliding my knob from her mouth for a moment. “Look” she said, before sucking my helmet into her mouth, still looking to the doorway. I turned slowly from this awesome sight to the door. There, standing in the doorway, was a tall, slim, but very curvaceous brunette. She was wearing Jane’s black, silk.