Tell me you like it.”“Oh, Sean, I love it. You know that. I love when you fingerfuck my pussy.”“Lean on me, Sarah, and pinch those nipples. I ...ant them big and stiff for when Jason arrives.”The only thought of him wanting to show me off with his boss was sending me to the moon.“C’mon my little slut, I know you are ready to cum. You better hurry or they’ll see you all hot and blushed. It doesn’t take a genius to know what happened here.”I came hard, imagining his boss and his wife watching. ’ ‘I am but she needs a boyfriend. Do you have a girlfriend?’ ‘Just you.’ She again burst into giggles and ran off. I got to my lounger and finished my ice cream then went into the sea to get the stickiness out of my hands. That took a bit longer than expected because I was distracted by a woman diving off her husband’s shoulders. Sometimes when she surfaced her tits would be exposed. She graciously took her time enclosing them back up. When I returned to the lounger Susan was in it. ‘Hey,. Stuart shook his head in disgust.Lily had been seven years old when this bitch had hit her on the street where Stuart lived. Another victim of drink driving, just one more statistic. And the judge had released her back into the world, instead of locking her up.There was no justice, or so it seemed.Stuart had heard the screeching of the tyres, heard the thud as the car ploughed into Lily, and had cradled the dying girl in his arms until the ambulance arrived. And this bitch was getting a slap on. " Now here's Kent," her volume had increased. She was on a roll "who won't even kiss me, his best friend's wife, on the cheek under the mistletoe at Christmas because he's afraid of what that MAY look like. Now he's sitting down very close to me on the couch. Very close. Now I would swear you two assholes thought that a few glasses of wine coupled with a movie about the joys of fucking someone else's husband and wife and you would be able to swap us like whores at a bachelor party. .