"Does your husband like your blowjobs?" Dave asked.I froze in place. The realization of what I was doing came crashing down on me. Here I was in my we...ding dress on my knees, tits-out, sucking my ex-boyfriend's cock.I paused for a moment, and then resumed sucking Dave's cock. I decided to let the feeling of cheating add to my excitement."Mm-hmm," I answered."Ya? I bet he loves your perfect blowjobs." "Is his dick as big as mine?" Dave asked."Nnn-nnn." I replied shaking my head 'no'."Ya, I guess. How about next Bank Holiday weekend?”The rest of the meal passed with a great deal of joviality, with Jenny and reminiscing about our university which would have been tedious for most people who have to suffer from such interchanges. However, Steve coloured the remainder of the meal by resuming the game of footsy we had previously started. One’s ability as a woman to multi-task came into its own as I balanced a stoic expression and an anodyne conversation whilst engaging a sexual overture under. Until her friend Sherri called. Paris said to me:"Can you pick up Sherri for me." I said:"sure." I remember Sherri from high school. Rumor has it that if you like or fuck Sherri, she was going to scream, cum, squirt, and rip the flesh off your back.We got Sherri, Paris said to me; "Since you been in college, Sherri and I have been having fun with each other. While you been in classes, Sherri and I have been making each other squirt, strap on action and more. But now that you are home, we can. I had some momentary regrets, but I had half expected something along those lines and that certainly wasn't the worst thing I had invited upon myself. So I took off my clothes (thankful that it was a warm summer night), took liberal amounts of K.Y. jelly, lay on the bed on my side, and started easing the dildo into my rear hole. I had to make myself relax and take my time, but eventually I got it in, and after sliding it a little, I felt a lot better about the idea of taking Dave's cock, and.