", she said while giving me her phone. I quickly saved my number in her phone, gave it back and closed the door. I walked towards my house and saw her...car passing me and driving away.I entered my home, quickly ate supper and moved upstairs to take shower. When i was done i just wanted to sleep. I got a text from an unknown number. It was a pic of someone fingering her pussy. Underneath the pic was written. " i m so horny need to meet you again e." meet me tomorrow at 6pm at dan's motel"Then i. .. WHAT THE FUCK!"TreFual eyebrows shot up and he cringed. "Oh Shit." Who put those CLAW marks on your back?"Dropping my eyes to the floor I shook my head. "Oh shit."Mom grabbed my shoulder, spun me around and stood there with her hands on her hips, glaring at me "Oh Shit is right mister." Raising her voice "James, COME HERE. I need you."I tried to put my shirt back on. "There's no need to tell Dad."No you don't mister. You stay just like that!" I dropped my hands.Dad burst into my room.. I waited in anticipation to see this lovely wife drop her lips around the end of one or both knobs.I had by now a raging erection in my pants, It was obvious that the three of them intended to have sex (in the pub?), I desperately wanted to watch the proceedings.By now things were getting quite passionate, Lisa was openly French kissing each guy in turn, long tongue twisting kissing, as they continued to fondle her breasts and now thrust fingers into her soaking wet quim, whilst her own. ”“Do you know you make everything sound deliciously naughty when you say it?”She raised her eyes and looked at him.“Oh, is that so? And how are buttermilk biscuits naughty?” She laughed, shaking her head at him and his foolish statement.“It’s the way it rolls off your tongue, and over your lips,” he grinned, grabbing a red apple from a fruit bowl and biting down on it. “It’s like pure sex, like you make love to the words before they come out.”She felt herself blush again, and she bit down on.