“Want a beer?” He asked.“Yes, one more couldn’t hurt.” He went into the kitchen the refrigerator light came on and lit up the living room....The furniture was old-fashioned Victorian type couch and chairs. Very expensive, very uncomfortable. Coming back in he handed me an imported beer, which sort of matched the furniture. “Want a glass?” “No, this will be fine.” We sat down next to one another on the couch, and started to kiss and neck. He had his hand on my cock and I had mine on his. After a few moments, I even ventured outside onto the patio to watch the travesty unfold over the city once again. My eyes were focussed on the quadrant where my family resided. Where there hadn't been a glow of fires earlier, I could only fear the worst had happened. Tears poured from my eyes, then sobs, then followed by a complete breakdown. Not knowing he was behind me, Claus prevented me from collapsing by securing my underarms and dragging me back inside to the bedroom where he lifted me. “Tess, is going to be so jealous” she commented.“Why? ... Why should she know ... Oh god you’re going to tell her aren’t you?” I asked nervously.“Of course ... we talk and tell about everything”.“Even this?” I asked incredulously. She just smiled back at me. Leaning into me again we kissed for a few minutes - the passion again sending extra blood flow to my cock.“You know that Ben is not very well endowed, or very good in bed?” Lana told me.“They have a baby” was my comment.“Well ... that must. I ran my fingers over her hair, down her forehead, over her eyelids. She raised one hand to mine, and drew my fingers to her lips. One at a time, she took my fingers into her mouth, sucking each one gently into her. Her tongue was soft and warm against my skin, sliding along my fingernails. A low groan welled in my throat.Julie was standing now, the boy still on the table, his head at the level of her chest. She grinned down at him as he undid the buttons of her shirt and nuzzled her small.