Of course we were excited thinking about what will happen while they where hoping it might! We let them walk in front as they whispered to each other ...ardly believing their luck and no doubt making plans what to do if they got lucky.True enough his flat was only a short walk away and clearly he lived by himself because it was a bit of a mess and not particularly clean either. She was placed on an old settee and two of them sat either side of her and immediately started to kiss her neck to see. But after everything Jill and I had been through these last few months, the way my drink-soaked brain interpreted Jill’s expression felt all too normal. The new normal in a marriage that was moving a lot faster than either of us had ever planned or intended.I could have injected myself into the middle of this debauched scene – my wife being spit-roasted by a couple of supposedly respectable black teachers. I could have headed over to her, somehow getting Freddy to extract himself from Jill’s. You order me to you and force me to suck your cock which is hard and throbbing once again. I lick the underside and around the head before taking it all in my mouth, while she is still recovering beside us with her eyes closed and still breathing heavily. You rest your hand on my head softly and rub her tits while you watch me take you in my mouth over and over again. You push me off you and lay me down on my back with my legs open wide, she comes over and kisses me while playing with my tits. " Okay, Dad," I said with resignation. Dad didn't have to go. He could sit and watch the game.The party wasn't until two. The Mashers started at one, so I watched a little of the game before I headed next door to Courtney's. I got comfortable on the couch in front of the TV.I felt this gentle rocking motion."Hey!" It was my Mom's voice.I opened my eyes."What are you doing here?" Mom asked.I glanced at the clock. Almost four! I fell asleep."I guess you were tired," Mom said. "You should still go.