Mary and Sue sat in front of us so we were in a small circle. It felt like I was back in the brownies and sat around the campfire waiting for a story....It turned out that I was to be the storyteller. “So,” Cheryl said now she had fully recovered. “Tell us how you fucked our husbands and leave nothing out. We’re not going to hurt you. I promise you.” Sue had reached up and refilled the wine glasses and passed one to each of us. I took a bigger than normal sip and told them everything. I told them. Using her phone I took some of her , head and shoulders , some with her wearing a teeshirt. “You might need some cheeky boob shots to use on your profile , and keep your face pics for private as you work in the public sector “ I suggested. “ ok , can you ? “ pointing to her phone again . “Your battery is going down , shall I use my ipad and then send them to you?” , sneaky I thought , I could keep some for wanking over ! She started posing, some side shots of her tits at first ,hand bra’s, then. A., yeah that is really kind of ridiculous, well that is not the half of what that being of the person of I myself had meant to say, insane as well as ignorant, &/or as the late mr. m.j., mr. Michael Jackson would say, not to mention impolite, male characters going upon a shooting spree are kind of faggotty anyway, www.Godhatesfags.com, & similar to gay p*******e catholic-priests, or jesuits, … what is the world coming to? & you know like within these rather biblically-prophetic-times? well so. I centred on her pussy lips slowly inserting a finger and teasing her clitoris. My manhood was at attention and Linda could not resist the temptation of stroking my hard cock and gently squeezing my balls. Neither wanted to fuck or even cum saving that experience hopefully for later.We towelled each other dry ready for a quiet time of peace as there was still an hour to go before the event. Just then there was a soft knock on the door, “John can I see you for a minute in my room please” I heard.