I think we both realized that what had just happened, though ultimately what we both had fantasized for a long time, had certainly changed our relatio...ship. My feelings for her grew more tender at that moment; I cared about her more, knowing that I was the only one offering her any sort of sexual satisfaction. "I can't believe we did that....I can't believe I wanted it so bad. I couldn't have stopped myself if I'd tried," she said, shaking her head and chuckling nervously. Wanting to avoid. "Oh yes, I bet she loves that in her cunt," he said crudely."Tell him," I said to Sally pushing it back into her."Oh God yes," she sighed, "it feels so nice and Pat's squeezing my boobs too." There're fucking tits not boobs you slut," I called out."He's squeezing my tits," she amended."Just like Ben did on our wedding day," I said."Yes, yes, just like that," she said her voice becoming strained now."Tell me about Ben squeezed your tits," I ordered."Yes tell us," said Ben over the loud. I would have offered to shake his hand if I wasn’t afraid of electrocuting myself that is.Before I could contemplate further, one of the girls just got in my face and proceeded to introduce herself. Hello, personal space, please.“Hey, nice to meet you. My name is Lucy Thompson. I can create copies of myself. Friends?” She extended a hand towards me, wanting me to shake it to signify the beginning of our friendship or something. I wouldn’t know. Enthusiastic and friendly wasn’t my type of. I sucked greedily, bent over so my own hard-on pressed against my stomach, Jason leaning right back on his hands."I wanna suck yours," he said, after a few minutes. "Can we 69?"I just rolled over as a response, barely releasing him from my mouth as I got on to my back, feeling it slap wetly across my nose when it did slip out and pulling him straight back in once I was comfortable, even before he'd knelt up and bent over to attend to me. First I felt his hands playing with my balls, then his.