Therewere mirrors on every wall as well as on the ceiling. Frank saw me staringat them and said. "I had all these mirrors installed so that you cat...h watch what you aredoing while you are doing it. They give you the feeling of staring in yourown personal porno movie." He then told the girls to sit on one end of the bed, as we the men satover at the other. We then were told to take off all of our clothes. Icouldn't take my eyes off Sylvia as she did a slow striptease in front ofmy eyes. I. She looked over her shoulder and giggled, “Uh-uh! Don’t you dare pull out! I want to feel you coming inside me.”I moved slowly in and out a few times getting lost in the sensations but still concerned about knocking her up. “Are you sure you’re safe? When was your last period?”Her breathing was getting noisy and ragged as she shoved her ass back to meet every thrust. “Oomph! Aaaah! Yeah, that’s good! Do it hard, Bobby! Don’t worry about my period! Ooooh, yeah!”We were really getting into it,. He stood and stroked his manhood to full erection as he watched Mike fuck her mouth.Mark didn't wait any longer. He mounted her missionary style and began to stroke her tightness. Tiffany adjusted her tight ass and pulled her legs back over her head. Her limberness had been maintained with constant exercise. Mark marveled at the view. Mike pulled his meat out of her mouth and began to stroke it. “Don't stain my dress.” Tiffany hissed as Mark began to increase his rhythm. Mike felt the familiar. Her mental images of Matt were conflicted, to say the least. A strong, lingering image, the one that had led her to marriage, was as a substitute for the father she had lost. But then there was Matt expecting sex, validating the worst of what Marie had taught her about men.As if that was not confused enough, the image of him crying in the other room after sex one night and the rag filled with his spend next to the couch where he had slept instead of with her on their wedding night would never.