Peter was going at it now, fucking Holly somewhat quickly. I could feel Peter’s cock through Holly, his in her pussy, mine in her ass. Holly moaned ...oudly, her whole body moving back and forth on top of mine. I pinched and rubbed her nipples with my fingers, looking up at Holly eating Kristen, the juices flowing from her pussy. Holly came, very loudly; burying her face in Kristen’s slit, pulling on her hips hard. After she came she laid there breathing hard. “You want a go?” I asked Kristen,. I squeezing them biting it sking of an licking her cleavage making her moan alot more. I could feel her pussy getting drippy. I was pumpping her hard as her boobs juggled in my hand. I then fingered her navelhole pinching her in stomach, while sucking her nipples she was pushing my head into her boobs giving out breaths aaaaaah…..Yaaaaa.. Of relaxationand pleasure… I then started to pump her hard digging my head deep into her boobs… Yessss….Haaa..Hhaa……Ma….Aaaah…Ah… Her breaths were deep and in. Tears were running down my cheeks. I just couldn’t control them. I felt as if I had just shot myself in the heart. I didn’t sleep well that night. I spent the day reading a book. After I finished I had no idea what I had read. My mind appeared to have shut down. I made sure that I didn’t arrive at Ron’s place that night until after he had got home. I just couldn’t face Shirley.Ron met me at the door as he always did when I arrived. It showed me that he had been waiting for me.“Good day, mate.. After a leisurely, romantic dinner, Brad and Jane gazing at each other’s candle-lit faces, Jane went to their master bathroom to fill their large bathtub with warm water and apricot-scented bubble bath. Earlier, she had placed some scented candles on the tiled shelf above the tub, and placed two champagne glasses and a chilled bottle of sparkling cider within easy reach of the tub. Sure, she could have used champagne, but neither of them drank, and besides, she wanted them both to be in full.