He had been, as usual on most Friday nights, to the local pub to meet his mate, Alan. They had been friends since college, and despite them now being ...arried they still meet up for a few drinks and a chat, which after a couple of pints usually became a little louder. Tonight though was different, very different indeed. He had just walked into the bar when his phone rang, it was Alan saying that his mum had fallen and he needed to go to the hospital. George sympathised and said he hoped it was. I fucked my sister's former lover again, how do you think it was?" I smiled. " You talk like a bitch, but your pussy liked it." Jenny can't take her eyes off my enormous cock. She feels her body lift itself off the floor and her face closed in on my crotch. She is disgusted at herself as she begins sucking my dick. I grab her hair and begin forcing myself down her throat. I'm enjoying myself very much, she feels her pussy moisten even more, as if she is enjoying being treated like a whore. ". I sat on my bed next to window we always chat from. His truck pulled up. A rush from head to toe like I’ve never felt before hit me. Would this work? Will he get offended and tell my parents? I didn’t care. I wanted him. I rush out to the backyard.I sat on the blanket I had set up and began posing with my back towards the side gate. Picture after picture I took waiting for him. I knew he would come sooner or later. I wanted to be in the sexiest position when he saw me. It had to be perfect.. As we approached, a tuxedoed man opened the door and escorted us into the vestibule. Dave removed a cream envelope from his inner pocket, handed it to the man and said "And two guests for the evening"Entering the main building we found that, rather than the nightclub I had expected, a subdued, old-world ambiance. There were deep leather couches and chairs, secluded alcoves, soft lighting and music just loud enough to be heard over the conversations taking place. The four of us found an alcove.