She had worn tight slacks and a turtleneck sweater, terrified of the impression she was making. Too conservative? Too tight? Did it make her look fat?...Too busty? Too tall? Midway through dinner, Peter had reached across the table and taken her hand. “Lauren, you are as jittery as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Have I done something wrong?”Lauren had looked horrified. “Oh my God, no!” she blurted out. At his curious but insistent gaze, she said, “I’m just, well, this is so new to me.. I would much prefer that they keep their fucking in-house, so there's no risk of diseases being picked up. And, of course, they all love each other, which must make the whole experience better for all four of them.The kids fell asleep fairly soon after their torrid sex sessions ended. John and I went to our bedroom, where I discovered Rachel had drained every drop of cum out of his balls – none left for me. Hey-ho – my plan obviously would entail some sacrifices on my part.Actually, things. She took them all the way to the floor, keeping her legs straight the whole time. I couldn’t have asked for a better view of her ass in her bikini. She climbed into the tub as I removed my shirt. I stepped towards the tub but she quickly interrupted me. “What do you think you’re doing?” “Ahh... getting in the tub?” “Not in those shorts you’re not.” “Why not?” “Because you will have nothing to wear when you get out will you? You’re not going to go dripping through the house to get your dry. After we both settled down and we were quiet for a while, Tony asked if I masturbated. I felt embarrassed to admit that I did and often but before I answered....Tony confessed he did and he wanted to show me something. He jumped out of his bag and began to adjust the satilite dish controls. You could see the giant dish move outside the window. He then turned the TV on and muted it. Tony said, "You're going to like this!" And just like that we began watching the Playboy channel. Naked girls were.