To my surprise and delight, she said, “Ok, lets go lay down and take a nap at your house. You’re Dad isn’t home right?” He wasn’t. We got to...my house and I unlocked the door and we went inside. “So did you like grabbing my ass on the swing out there?” she said. Uh oh, I was busted. “Um…I…wasn’t…I mean…I didn’t mean to…” I stammered. “Shush! It’s ok, I actually liked it.” She said. “I have something to tell you.” She leaned in really close, to whisper in my ear. “I’m horny and I want you.” She. This had since led to them discussing being watched by another couple, a popular subject for the two of them to discuss whilst fucking in this very bedroom where we all sat. As Mike talked he had worked his hand up Oona’s slim legs and now the material of her dress was up around her waist exposing her pert little naked arse. ‘She must have run out of clean underwear?’ I quipped to my husband and we all giggled again. Mike’s fingers were running between her arse cheeks and Oona had began to. Once we were all in her room, she announced, "Well, we had a nice dinner, then some fun, now dessert. In honor of our new member, who has a very nice member of his own, he's our dessert. Adam?" and she waved me to her bed. I laid down, my bare cock ready for whatever may come as Erica produced two cans of whipped cream. Aha. I thought this was only in porn flicks. She leaned over me, sprayed a dollop on each of my nipples, one right on the tip of my cock, a line right down the center of same. She must have caught me more than once staring. “You could have them, y’know," her voice jolted me out of my daydream. “What?” “My boobs, you’ve been at ‘em all day.” “Sorry," I quipped, “it's just that they are really hard to ignore.” She laughed and said, “I know they are hard to miss, and the halter top doesn't make it easier, does it?” “It most definitely doesn’t.” She stared at me a while then said, “Let’s make a deal." “A deal?” I repeated. “What kind of deal?” “You help me through the.