"Do you have a favorite story on this site?" Betty asked she leaned over and placed her head on my shoulder.I shook my head yes and began searching fo... one of my favorites. After a minute or two I found what I was looking for and brought it up on the screen."Mother in Law Hand Job", by Bulging Panty came on the screen and Betty began to read it out loud. As she read the story I felt her hand moving in small circles on my upper thigh. I prayed her hand would move to my cock. Listening to Betty. ‘Hmm you taste good, no wonder you ate in all up’. She gave my ass a squeeze and walked out.I looked at the mirror, covered in my cum, panties now around my ankles and wondered, what the hell just happened!? I pulled up the panties and put my clothes back on, not even trying the new stuff on I bundled it all up and headed back to the shop floor leaving behind a cum covered fitting room!I made my way to the cash desk and met the same girl; she didn’t say a word and acted like nothing had. For the longest time I managed to keep the perverse nature of my writing from them, but it was not meant to last. This is the story of how they discovered how I spend my days writing perverse stories of lesbianism, bestiality and incest. My friendstheir names are not really Lexi Lust and Sexxi Lexxi, but for the purposes of this story, that is how I will refer to themand I had known each other since childhood. We were just about as close as three friends can be. I know what youre picturingthree. . I’ve enjoyed you two being together,” he started to say. “Just wish that I could have seen more.” “Seen more?” Samuel asked. Ken nodded. “I... I’ve liked watching you fuck on the few occasions that I have caught you.” Samuel ran his hand down the front of Sandra’s body; fondling her breasts as he moved down to her mound. “You like watching me fuck your wife don’t you, Ken?” Ken nodded, Samuel began to guide her towards the bed. Ken stood up and watched as he gently positioned her on her.