You can heat them up in the microwave. I may be pretty late so don't worry about waiting up." And with those parting words, she was out the door.I wat...hed to see if anyone else was in the car but from what I could see as she slid into the back seat, she was alone.For a little while, I went into denial. Sure, I knew Lori was angry but I just couldn't believe my wife would actually go out with another man. Hell, we had a son together-a life together. She wouldn't cheat on me, I told myself. There. There were evenings when he would have his cronies round to play poker and mum would be forced to serve them beer wearing nothing but stockings and if he lost more money than he had, mum had to pay his debts in kind.I watched many times through the partially open door as men unloaded themselves in her mouth, mum knew I watched too but never said a word about it to dad, towards the end she deliberately left the door open and I watched as she rode one of his mates or clung to their thrusting hips. Emma and Becky share a slow kiss before sitting on either side of their new toy; Becky starts kissing Fiona’s neck softly, extracting a soft moan of pleasure from her, just as Emma lowers her target and licks the full and perky breast – teasing the nipple with her tongue and beginning to suck on it. Stroking up each side of her body, Becky and Emma tease Fiona alternately – never giving her body a rest from the pleasure as each of her nipples are sucked on and licked. Fiona feels her pussy. "Look, as long as I'm naked, you should be too. Maybe I could reciprocate." I really don't think she knew what that word meant, because she just stopped drinking and looked up at me again."I don't fuck," she said. "I just give blow jobs. I'm gonna stay pure until I get married."I nodded my head as I drank some beer. "I understand, and appreciate that." It didn't make much sense to me, but I wasn't going to argue with a girl that just gave me a tremendous blow job before I learned her name.We.