It was hard to believe how much different this way felt, yet how similar the feeling on my cock.We were both so fully engaged in fucking that we were ...blivious to anything else around us. I was hunched over my 16 year old sister’s back kissing her shoulders when I finally blew my load into her. That is when we both heard, “Well, isn’t that a pretty sight?” We both shot up and there was our mother standing in the doorway looking at us. Neither of us knew what to do. I was standing there with my. ” As I walked into the kitchen, I watched as Robin’s head dove for Greg’s crotch.The kitchen was small, but the open concept meant there was a small breakfast bar between it and the living room. I grabbed a beer from Greg’s fridge and sat down at it. My wife’s mouth was wrapped around the tip of Greg’s cock and his eyes were rolling in his head. She looked over at me as she took some of his shaft into her mouth and winked. I winked back at her and said, “Suck it, Robin.” Greg’s eyes. "Lyndia," Eric said coming up behind me. "I think you need to show everybody what you've got. I want you to stand on the bar and put on a show for us, we'll all tell you what to do. But, remember, you can't cum."He led me to the bar and had me stand upright on it. I was naked, looking down at all these men and women who could see right up into my gapping cunt. I could feel their eyes on me like fingers on my skin.Turning to the crowd Eric asked for ideas. "Well, what do you want to see?" he. I stepped inside a bit to see if anyone was there. Just then mrs sharma emerged from the kitchen. Her eyes were red and her face a little wet. She had been crying.“hello mrs sharma, I brought this month’s rent” I said“uh okay”. She was still a little overwhelmed and was trying desperately to hide it. She took the money from me and as she did our hands touched. I felt her trembling hand as she withdrew. A lock of her hair had slipped down her head to the corner of her eye, along her tear stained.