But it all just got a lot more real with that photo. It had almost sobered me up, so I poured another drink. If that thing went inside her, surely she...would almost definitely never feel the same again.I texted backAre you ok?Fifteen long minutes passed, I stared at my phone willing her to respond. Eventually came the familiar tone.I'm fine. Lots to tell you. Home soon.STry as I might, I couldn't stop looking at the photo. I'd watched a lot of porn over the years so I'd pretty much seen it all,. ”Alan is oblivious to the conversation between the two. Instead, he has been focused on the girl’s teenage body. “Damn, you look great,” he says.“Thank you,” Becky says, going just a little shy again.The man is staring hard, feeling his growing erection. Debbie sees the tent rising in his pants and says almost sarcastically, “See something you like, Alan?”“As a matter of fact I do,” he answers smartly. “But the sight would be better if you were naked alongside her.”Debbie nods, though it is. It was warm and Karen wasn’t wearing a bra, her 36D breasts loose under her blouse, the top buttons undone. I had my arm around her shoulder, hand under her shirt, lightly cupping a tit. She was leaned against me, her hand over my crotch. We weren’t pawing at each other, just enjoying the physical contact.The movie wasn’t holding my attention and I started thinking about something I had been wanting to try, and asked Karen come to the kitchen with me.“Honey, have you ever fucked a guy?”Laughing. "I'm not really sick." She uncapped the bottle and poured into the tumblers. She handed one to me."What's this?" The liquid was colourless and odourless."Homebrew." She flopped onto the couch, her robe falling away and exposing a chunky but shapely thigh. She didn't seem to notice. "I've been making homebrew." I opened my mouth but she shushed me. "I'll explain in a minute, I promise, but first we need to drink. Together, ready? One, two, three..."My thought was to humour her. We'd been the two.