I peeled off my clothes and wadded them in my laundry bucket, and got into a loose pair of pajamas leggings and a tee shirt. Then I grabbed a spare b...anket from my closet and headed back out.I threw the blanket on my sofa and bought the rest of the clothes Jessie had grabbed back into the bathroom. The two girls were still in the shower and I heard Suzy finally starting to come around mumbling with Jessie. "I'm putting the clothes on the sink here for you." Thanks," Jessie called out and I. . swallow fast!” Max said, suddenly pressing Cyndi’s head down and bucking his hips into her mouth. He was watching her front door, and her driveway, the idea of fucking the girl’s mouth where her mother could see filling him with additional nasty enjoyment. As his thrusts subsided, he let go of her head, sitting back, and waiting as she slowly cleaned his cock.Cyndi sat up, wiggling her bare bottom against Max’s hand, and gasped, seeing where they were. “Max!” she said, reaching for her. But then I thought, ‘Who was I kidding?’ and suppressed a laugh. Jasmine was the epitome of a ‘Steve type’, and I wanted her. Of course, I’d told Samantha repeatedly just because we wanted something and COULD have it, didn’t mean we SHOULD have it.I’d told my wives I was under control. Would being with Jasmine be me acting ‘under control’? In the end, it really did come down to something I’d said many times - you’re only with too many people if YOU think you’re with too many people. I didn’t. While we were they talking it hadn't escaped me that they were stealing quick looks at my tits when they thought I wasn't taking any notice. I must admit you couldn't miss them as I had quite a tight blouse on along with a black pencil skirt and black seamed stockings and high heels, my usual working type clothes. "Well it's been nice but I must be going," I said "Let us escort you home, it's quite late and you’re a female on your own," Tom relied Was this bloke for real? "I know what.