My mother’s dark red lipstick contrasted with Courtney’s very white finger. Sucking it deep right down to her knuckles and slowly drawing her lips...back up to the tip. Leaving a red smear of lipstick along Courtney’s finger.My phone rang and startled everyone, including myself. They both jumped up and sat back and laughed. Like they just got away with doing something so dirtyThey both cracked their windows and had a smoke. My wife sitting in the middle still looked a little flushed. Either from. Alex looked around and saw that Pop was totally G.I., from his khaki pants, blouse, utility belt, and canteen to the flak jacket. He even had helmet. It was the one he wore on his mountain bike, but even that was camouflaged. And he wore shoe black under his eyes."I'm going with you," Alex said."And make our years on the run a waste? I didn't devote my life to keeping you free just so they could get your hands on you now that you're almost of the age." 'Of the age'?" Alex repeated. "What does. I better go call a taxi and get her home", I thought to myself.I asked at the bar if they could phone a taxi for me. The barman said there was no need to since there is always a taxi outside. I thanked him and as I turned around I was shocked to see a guy sitting in the booth next to my wife. He seemed to be whispering in her ear. The next thing really amazed me. My cock sprang to attention as I watched him slide his hand across her breasts. I didn't know what to do. Should I run over and. Then I felt a hand on one of my bare tits.“These are solid mate, just like that one I nicked the other night but not a big or the same colour.”“That doesn’t surprise me, they were sticking out so proud, not a hint of sag. Move down a bit so that I can grab the other one.”“Go round the other side of the bed then we can both get at her at the same time.”“We shouldn’t really be doing this mate, it’s probably classed as sexual assault.”“Is she complaining?”“No, moaning a bit but not.