Choosing a Wednesday, they took the day off from their jobs, packed the kids off to school and after-school activities giving them almost eight hours ...f freedom. Karen was decked out in a flash, there wasn't much to put on. A white lace half cup 34B bra displayed her tits, the nipples already growing stiff, a matching white thong barely covered almost bare pussy, a landing strip of hair leading to it. The schoolgirl plaid mid-thigh skirt, held in place by Velcro covered her rounded ass and it. The kitchen was definitely her place and she guarded it jealously. The master bedroom upstairs was mine and I was the same way, I suppose. Mercy didn't step a foot in it anymore, except to clean while I was at school. When I was home, she'd stand at the door, but never come inside. It was our bedroom, mine and Mr. Reiser's, and any pretense that I was anything but his mistress had long been over and done with.It did get boring though, to tell the truth. I went to school, but there was never any. As his cock slid in my mouth for the first time, I felt the hardness of it, I felt every thick vein along its length. The smoothness of the skin. The taste was bland yet almost tangy. I felt him twitch from the sensation of my mouth on his cock. He moaned a deep guttural moan, and managed to say, "Dude, what are you doing?"It wasn't a freaked out question, more asking me if I was sure of what I was doing. I bobbed up and down a couple of times before coming up for air and quickly replying,. One took the seat next to her and on sat in the row in front of us and turned to watch. I asked if she was sure. She said she really need to get fucked, but did not want to fuck everyone in the theater. So she stood up and start to put her dress on and button it up. The two new guys were coping feels of her breast, ass and her pussy as she dressed. She did not stop them, but when one of them found a sensitive spot she would jerk and moan.She finally got fully dressed and we stood up to.