As I listened on, I was further taken a back by the whole affair and didn't know what to think. In my mind, all of a sudden my gorgeous wife could bec...me the property of whoever paid this pig for her, and she would have to pleasure them to make the money she needs to stay in business.The conversation went on for a while, as conversations do with chicks, but the more I listened in the more I realized that it was all real and about to go down. Essentially that night Trish had to go to her. I can't hold it," I blurt out, half apologetically."Yes, cum, Chase. Cum!"And with her permission, I shoot my cum into her clenching ass. I feel it squirting over and over. Fuck! This is the strongest orgasm I have had in a while. I pull out and roll over on my side panting. The next thing I know her hairy pussy is on my face. "Finish me, Chase. It will just take a few licks," she pleads.My cum is dripping out her ass as I once again sift through her hair to find her hot little button. She is. I decide to grab his cock with one hand, and begin to lick and suck from his balls to his dripping knob. The dining room is now full of sounds of sexual moaning and groaning, and is thick with the scent of our sex. What else could we ask for? Couldn’t think of a better way to get to know our neighbours. “Ooohh, that’s it Jacqueline, suck my clit, and fuck my pussy,” squeals Irene. “I’m going to cum on your face. Oh, oh, that’s it, lap up my juices. Aaaahhhh.” Hearing Jacqueline pleasuring. The entire way from the showers to the poolside where she deposits her tote bag and the towel she's been holding in front of her like a shield, she doesn't look up from her feet once. Unlike the triangle-top-and-floss- girls who strut like Victoria's Secret Models and take their sweet time, making sure that they are observed, she walks fast. She's in a hurry to get into the water. Maybe because she doesn't like being on a silver platter, exposed. Maybe because she's cold. I can practically see.