"I was supposed to see these peopletoday anyway had I actually gone to that reunion."My thoughts were interrupted by Ron who lowered the volume of the...stereosaid. "Are you excited yet?"Wait, was he reading my mind? He must be talking about my birthday. "Ohyeah" I said. "I have my drivers test after school" Not about that, Tony," he responded. "About getting your wishfulfilled."I was stunned. For the umpteenth time today. I lost count already.Ron looked over and noticed my jaw opened. "I'm sorry. A challenge to see if his attention could be divided between the road and his wife's pussy – a dare he couldn't refuse. I spread my legs and watched his fingers work their way up my thigh with devoted appreciation.It was Saturday night and we had great plans. One of Montreal's wildest fetish and swinger clubs was reopening after being closed for renovations over the past few months. Tonight was their St. Valentine's party – Réouverture Officielle. We had been toying with the idea of going to. " He probably meant he got back to the office early in the day," Helen countered. "He doesn't always come directly home after a business trip." Then there's that telephone number," I brought out. "The number of a man who keeps a lot of animals at his place. Why would Jack have had just that number on a slip of paper?" Didn't we already discuss that?" Helen reminded. "It's undoubtedly a business contact. You said that man owned a garage." Yes," I agreed, "But wouldn't it have been more likely. I licked her pussy, my hands coming up behind her arse to try and keep her still. “Leave your tongue out,” she told me. I did as I was told and Olivia then rocked her pussy over my tongue from her arse to her clit. “That‘s it lover boy, that‘s the licking I want,” she continued. “Get up and fuck me now,” she said as she got off me. I jumped up off the sofa and my bum was replaced with Olivia’s. She pushed her tits together and opened her legs wide. “Now fuck me as hard as you can, but you.