The… fuck? Brian, are you a wizard?“Jesus, Emily—this stuff’s fifty percent alcohol. I hope you gave out a bunch of shots to everyone else fir...t. Tell me you didn’t drink all of this,” he muttered, examining the label for another moment before swishing the amber liquid back and forth. Only like, half of the bottle’s gone. Are you making fun of me?“H-hey, that’s mine!” Emily exclaimed, her thought process having finally caught up. “Gimme it back!”“Can I have some?” he asked, raising the bottle. And Martin was still unsure about his wife's response. He felt she should have been outraged at the idea, but they had been trying for a baby for some time, and they now knew that Martin's sperm was inadequate. Learning of this, his boss, Mr Seymour, had proposed that he would get Linda pregnant, and had then fucked her over his desk while Martin watched! And Martin was sure that Linda had orgasmed!On the drive home neither had felt much like talking about it, and Linda had refused to let him. Jennifer's jaw dropped, it was close to seven inches long and proportionately thick too. "Little Dom's all grown up huh?" She asked, slowly wrapping the base of her hand around his shaft. Her thumb and right index finger joined together in an 'OK' type of position. She slowly started to jerk off the base of his cock as he groaned to the sky and nodded his head."Sure Jen... Whatever you say..."Jennifer smiled, as she bent down to put her lips closer to Dom's shaft. She figured he probably wasn't. Hesitant to break up the party, but knowing it could only go so far in the dining room, I took a chance and grabbed both girls by the hand. “Let’s retire to the bedroom,” I suggested. They followed me in, lay on the bed, and picked up where they had been. The girls were pressing their lips together so hard I was afraid they would break something. Erica’s hands were fumbling with the buttons on Christine’s blouse, so I reached in to help her. Christine had a bigger prize in mind. She unsnapped.