I could hear the familiar sounds of my wife starting to get aroused. The sighs and ah’s and moans that built and built as Brett relentlessly worked ...n her sopping sex. After several minutes of his ministrations Jennifer stated to sob and cry out, “YES! Oh my god yes! I'm coming... coming just there... yes, yes, ohhhhhh!” The room was filled with her shrieks as she came and came on Brett’s tongue and drenched his face in her love nectar. Lucky bastard I thought, that should have been me.Brett in. I could say or do anything. I stopped dancing, and just stood there with my mouth open. "Well, are you going to say something or are you just look like that all night long?" She asked me. "H... H... How did you find out." I asked softly. Here I am. A captain in the USMC. I fly jets with people trying to shoot me down. I have pushed another jet with its tail hook so the can get to safety. Even though I did all that, but this was the time I my life that I was really scared.I had wanted to hear. He was no good anyway though. Horrible at fucking, and he had a tiny dick.” Rob turns bright red at my words, and he looks down at me sternly. “That’s no way to talk Olivia. Pretty girl like you shouldn’t have a potty mouth like that.” I giggle, arching back back enough so that my breast is pushed into his hand. “That’s not all this potty mouth can do.” I say with a smirk. Rob looks down at the hand he now has pressed to my breast, the only thing between our skin was my thin tshirt and bra, and. I felt her breasts pressing against mine, her long, hard nipples boring into me like red hot pokers, and one of her hands slid between my legs to lightly caress my pussy lips. I shuddered and shook with the fire that was racing through me, then felt a movement, and from the corner of my eye saw Francine stand up and walk quickly from the room. I was shocked, had I upset or offended her? a small feeling of panic ran through me, and I shifted in Mary's arms as if trying to escape them.Then I saw.