'Follow the bottle', and as he said that I could feel the beer bottle neck touch the edge of my asshole, so I tongued that corresponding edge.'Yeah, t...at's it', he responded, 'Fuck she's doing it', then the bottle shifted across, and my feverent tongue followed, is if tracing the Cardinal points on the compass. 'I'm going to cum', he groaned, and at that the bottle was pushed into my ass, the long neck part, and my tongue followed suit, right inside his bung-hole, so as he came I felt the hot. Meanwhile I was thinking to myself, what are you doing? Go to bed ... you can't have her ... it'd be wrong ... wouldn't it? ... she'll hate you if you try anything ... you're sick... ."Yes I certainly do want to hear about it young man," mom said as she put her hand on my arm, holding me from leaving."It's just that," I started but then stammered to a halt."Is Becky pregnant?" Maaaaaaaa!" I was stunned by her question."Well ... the way you-" It's just the opposite," I finally admitted with a. There’d been no suggestion that this was going to be anything other than just an impromptu private pool party, so neither of them displayed any sign of sexual arousal. That all changed when they got into the tub and sat either side of us. There was no selection process as such, it just happened that Glen was next to me and Tony was next to Helen. Initially there was some light hearted banter about the unexpected events that had brought us to where we were now then Glen said jauntily, “As second. Her blurred bindi on her fore head and the fresh shine in her face (which a fellow woman only can understand sufficiently indicated that she is thoroughly fucked by Raghu for a long time. How lucky the guy is? I felt jealous of him and I shot her a look but said nothing other than pointing towards a glass filled with flavored milk with floating ice cubes, I’d just poured for her. I started talking more calmly while she is savoring the drink. I told her she must stop seeing Raghu right now else.