You know that old saying, "Show me a husband who doesn't eat pussy, and I'll show you a husband who's wife I can steal"? I thought I was pretty safe. ...o imagine my shock when I got home from work one Friday and found the house empty of all our stuff. A note on the mirror explained that she was leaving me and getting a divorce. And divorced we did get. And remarried she did get, shortly thereafter, to Bernie. A guy who works in her building. She had always referred to Bernie as the geek who. He positioned me on my knees in front of him and I felt my long sleeved shirt slip down over my breasts again. They hadn't taken it off when they zip tied my hands behind me, and I was taking great comfort in having that material over my skin again. Chris had his hand down his pants, rubbing himself, getting it hard before he pulled it out."Tell me you want my great big dick in your mouth." I clamped my mouth shut and shot daggers at Chris with my eyes. He started to repeat himself when Joe. Ooo wonderful I moaned, as she replied Yesss the end of the phallus inside me has my pussy tingling, as her pace quickened. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, that Joelle was still sitting, legs akimbo, still taking photos, BUT, I stared at the pink cock that was sticking out between her thighs ! God,&hellip, look, Al and she gasped when she took in Joelles rigid phallus. Oh Jenni&hellip,you may be in trouble here, and serves you right&hellip,&hellip, holiday lover indeed! Now to fuck you. We have guests and then I have an appearance to make." I nodded though was still reeling from her welcoming kiss.She unwrapped her body from mine and she took my hand as she led me deeper into the studio area. Joan and Nick were the first two I saw and the only familiar faces. The rest were known but only by their reputations. I was introduced to them after receiving a hug from Joan. They were nice people who seemed to know Eve well. I could tell that they were curious about me. I didn't blame.