I was a young, healthy, horny male that had not had sex (other then my right hand.) for a long time. I knew that I would not be able to control my tho...ghts and feelings if she kept this behaviour up. Once inside, I imediatly took my things upstairs to my old room to unpack. Jenny was not far behind. "See, we kept your old room exactly how you left it. I knew you would be home for me again. I just knew it," Jenny chirpped and she again began hugging and kissing me.I gently pushed away my (what. I didn’t know how to cook. The house staff fed us, but it was pretty much the same thing. We ordered out a lot and I missed the taste of real, home cooked food.What I really enjoyed, however, was the look of Johnny’s wife, Taylor.Johnny and Taylor were in their late 20’s. Throughout dinner, it came up that Taylor modeled and it showed. She was tall and curvy, with a head of long, extremely curly black hair. The most striking thing, other than her huge tits, was her bright blue eyes.More. Strewn across the bed dozens of pairs of panties, stockings, bras.... a black babydoll as you look up with a slightly nervous little smile. She's unfazed as she continues painting your lips. Chiding you playfully as your tongue flickers wetly across your lips at the sight of me. You giggle. The proximity of her, so close to you right in front of me as she touches up the corners of your lips with the deep red paint, bringing that dirty heat to the surface. Her in white satin. Your white satin.. No one was going to stand in my way at this point. I should just go ahead and burst the bubble, bringing the ritual to an end. I knew that. And they did as well. But the lust rolling off each of the three of us was intoxicating, and I was sure Iva was eager to test out her new found power. It would've been cruel to deny her the opportunity. At one point, there were three Iva's, three Franks, and two Ellen's. We experimented with every possible combination, from MFM to MFF to Iva sixty-nining.