. I mean, one word of something like this to my girlfriend's parents and I probably would never be welcome in their house again... but my girlfriend s...arted slowly working my pre-cum around the head of my cock and all care went out the window... I looked at my girlfriend and she was staring right into my eyes with this mischievous smile as she slowly worked her hand up and down my shaft. Her sister didn't have a boyfriend and I got the impression this was half risky sex and half some kind of. I forgot myself and pumped another dribble out of my gaping piss hole when Ellie asked me: “You’re okay with Mom doing this?”I took, what my debauched state of mind thought was the high road; “Your mom didn’t date a lot before we were married and wanted to experience more of life. So, ya, I’m okay with this. We tell each other everything and have no secrets between us, and well, I like to watch.” My hand had stopped moving again but still didn’t let go of my happy friend and Ellie’s eyes moved. And you always planned to.”“I did. I’m so sorry about that. Is there any way to move forward?”“I don’t know,” Becky admitted.“If I didn’t do that, then maybe we could. Can I ask you something?”“Sure.”“What are the different futures?”“Well, I guess Joyce represents stability, Jennifer adventure, and you passion. Sex with each of you fits those descriptions as well as how you relate to me.”“So I’m passion?” she giggled.“Becky, pardon the crudity, but nobody fucks with the wild abandon you do.. You could come inside until the rain is over," I said. "I mean, just if you want to."She seemed surprised and answered, "Really? That would be kind of you. It just looks like as if you..." Oh, yes, I was planning to take a shower. Don't worry bout this, I'll get dressed, of course!" I laughed.A second later, she followed me inside. She pointed to the opened wine bottle on my table. But before she could ask anything, I said, "My girlfriend broke up with me yesterday... I usually don't drink, but.