. I moved back onto the couch, struck dumb by this bold move. I had mixed feelings right now... Sex was one thing, but kissing was a bit personal...... felt the cold cruel kiss of jealously, making my heart flutter wildly. Mixed. Within its grasp was another feeling I didn't understand..I could only describe it as a painful rush, a surge of hurt that rode on the ebb and tide of desire. As I watched, both hurt and fascinated by the sudden turn of events, As I watched a chill of fear ran. .enjoying the feeling..he held my ass...and squeezed it...it was too wonderful a feeling...he asked me if i enjoyed and liked it...i said yes....he continued squeezing it...i was practically sitting on his hand....Then all of a sudden something unexpected happened that scared me to hell..someone from behind caught my shoulder...i turned to see another guy smiling....he had been watching all this and we missed it in our ecstasy...he told us don’t worry he too likes it...I got really scared...he. She turned and fixed a look onAlan.????? 'And how is mydear nephew?'????? I'm very well,Aunt Joan,' was the hesitant reply.????? 'And yourcock? She leered at him. 'Not been overdoing the wanking in my absence, Ihope.'????? 'Just theonce.' answered Alan truthfully.????? 'Good. Sothere'll still be some juice in the tank.' She stood up and faced him, herhands on the hips of her tight leather trousers. The way she sidled over to himfired Alan's loins immediately. She bent over him, placed her hands. Shocker. Art can be a ruthless game.’ ‘Are you playing a game?’ They were both stunned into silence. Peter pressed his hand up to his forehead. Katie sniffed as a tear rolled down her cheek. ‘I’m…’ Peter began. ‘I trusted you,’ Katie snapped. ‘I invited you into my home on nothing but the pure gut instinct of trust I felt for you.’ Peter countered, pushed onto the back foot by the anger in her voice. ‘Yeah, of course,’ she said. ‘What?’ ‘Well perhaps your motives are achieved.’ ‘What’s that.