She had taken account of the weather so the soup was a cold one and there was chilled lager. She had made two sandwiches each: cheese, bacon and tomat..., and a beef, lettuce and cucumber one. They both decided to start with the beef one.“Penny, Poppet, you are a diamond!” exclaimed Peter. ‘Poppet’ was a recent endearment but she loved it.She smiled happily. “Well get on with it!”Peter took a drink of his lager, sighed happily, “Bossy boots!” he smiled.She said nothing but felt even. This was obviously not the first time this had happened, they were just to comfortable with each other for it not to have been going on for some time, so why bother trying to stop it. Instead, I took off my clothes right there in the hallway and stormed into the room causing Jack to stop in midstroke and my wife to raise up out of Molly's pussy to gawk at me.Before a word was said I pulled Molly away from my wife and lined my hard cock up with her pussy as Jack was yelling "Hey, that's my wife,. I lay perfectly still remembering Peg’s instructions and closed my eyes. I was not slipping away again, but I decided the woman would not know one way or another. I felt her lips on mine and by reflex I kissed her back. Then I felt movement around me and opened my eyes enough to see the older woman, the leader, standing over us with her garish phallic shaped stick. She said something to the woman kissing me and she jumped away from me. I felt my heart pounding but forced myself to lie. I saw that I had one new email... fromSusan.Sam,I'm glad you're doing 'such a better job at being Susan Clark' than me.All I wanted was for you enjoy yourself. And don't worry, I'm not'sleeping around with the whole town', like you accused me. Although youmight want to be jealous, Stephanie was wondering how you had become soadept in bed. Mostly it hurt to hear that you are 'getting tired of thisdisgusting old body'. Y'know, if you're having such a good time, maybeyou should appreciate that.