Anyway have to go coz its getting to my turn."He then hung up. This was pretty much what happened the entire 4 days.Every time I spoke to Jordan she w...s just waking up or being fucked. In fact some calls where hands free while the guys were fucking her. It sounded like a mob at a train station calling out "fuck the slut hard" or "I'm next" or Jordan either groaning or laughing and giggling.Tuesday morning arrived and I went to the airport at 11:30 to pick up Jordan and take the rest of the day. My buddy who lives in our neighborhood added a room to his detached garage years ago to set up as our official poker room. It gives us a place to hang out, talk about our wives, drink bourbon and beer while being competitive. All of us grew up in the neighborhood and have known each other since our early years. On rare occasions, one of our wives will come over, but they rarely stick around long between our conversations, drunken states, and our lofting cigar smoke. Most of the time we are all. " Paul moved his hand down between her legs, pulled up her skirt, and pushed his way into her panties."Stop."He didn't. He jammed his finger into her. She was soaking wet. He pulled out his finger and held it to her face. "Paul, you're hurting me." Funny. It doesn't smell like you had a terrible date. Was he just a terrible lay?"He left her on the doorstep and locked the door behind him.God I am an asshole. He stayed home the next day. Arthur was worried about him so Paul reasoned with him,. Angie smiled, then pulled my mouth to hers to kiss me as I continued playing with her boobs. Gently, I rolled my wife on to her back, then kissed my way down her body to her breasts. Taking the left in my mouth, I sucked it while circling the nipple with my tongue. My thigh rested between her thighs and Angie moved below me, rubbing her pussy against it, moistening my skin with her juices. Pulling my mouth from her tit, I slid my tongue down her belly until I reached her lovely pelt of pubic.