Frank took an arm and wrapped it aroundher waist while his lips locked onto my wife’s. Helooked at me with a bit of a knowing smirk. Apparently,...he had told him that I knew what happened when she wasback there. I was carrying our newborn and rolling his luggage infront of Nicole who was holding her father’s hand.Frank was holding our oldest child. If you were anoutsider, you would have thought they were married. Wegot to the van and Nicole got in the far back seatalongside her dad. Alex didn't break with sliding that hard tool between my wet lips but he seemed quite angry with Ed."Dude, come on, shoot it at the slut not at me you little homo," he said."Sorry Alex, I lost control," Ed replied and I could almost see him blushing even though my eyes were closed.The sticky warm liquid coating Alex's shaft just made it feel better as it entered my mouth, the warmth and the surprisingly good taste just made me want to eat it. I found myself almost involuntarily licking it like. "May I sit down?" Of course," said Jane, who with the pleasantries concluded could now assess Charlie Kingswood in the flesh for the first time.And what a shock and disappointment it was!It wasn't that Charlie dressed badly or was poorly groomed. His hair had been cut recently, his smart casual clothes wouldn't look out of place in a West End theatre, and there were many of those little tell-tale signs to show that Charlie took care of his appearance: his nails were neatly cut, he wore. I moved up to him, looking into his eyes, smiled somewhat meekly, turned and backed up to him, assuming my position and sighed as we pulled away from the platform and started bumping and grinding.He carried a coat over his arm so his fondling was hidden from those around us, and his first contact was him stoking my bum and an acknowledgement of no knickers and when his finger traced my bum crack, aiming for my asshole, he was on the zipper track, which he thankfully, retraced up, taking hold of.