Instead of either ignoring him or standing in front of the TV and tapping my foot in feigned jealousy, I went into the living room and matter-of-factl... stripped to the waist (in view but not in the way of the TV). I then knelt down in front of him.I was, and still am, wearing some snug sweats below the waist.I pulled on his legs to get him to slide forward on the couch and then unzipped his pants. He was wearing boxers so it was easy enough to take him out. Once I had him exposed, I simply took. .." Let me ask you a question, Abigail. Did you kick Jack out when you found out about him and Allison, when you found out about me and him, or when you found out I was having his baby?"Abigail threw her defenses up. "I didn't kick him out."Analise let out a spiteful laugh. "Of course not. Jack Williams can do no wrong. He just has to say sorry and wag that big cock of his around, and you'll forgive him for everything. And you are sitting there all pious like and thinking I'm a slut. Look in. My body is soaked in both Pete's and my sweat as his softening cock slips out of me. I'm in a fog as both men dress me. I hear them mention the sun coming up and remember leaning on Jim's shoulder as they drive me back to you. Rob: I feel your hips grinding onto me. You're sliding yourself over me, using tight, controlled movements. Gleefully, you kiss me, lips refusing to leave mine unless to whisper some other memory of your adventure. Slipping, sliding your tongue against mine, as if. ” I felt him spread my ass cheeks wide. “Uh huh,” he said, “Just as I thought. I think I need to medicate the area.”I squealed like a pig and bucked like a bronc when he shot a cool hard windy stream of whipped cream up my asshole. Then he shot a long line of it along the whole crack of my ass. Then spread my cheeks again and started eating.His tongue felt wonderful, and the feeling of it slipping in and out of my crack with cool warmth made me come onto the blanket under me. I pushed my ass.