David didn't know what Peter was playing at, but he was harder than he had ever been in his life. He silently unzipped his fly, and pulled out his mea.... He started to stroke himself as watched his mother and Peter fucking."Say his name, Marion. Say your son's name." No, I can't. Not while we're... Ung... Yes, harder. Fuck me harder!" Peter stopped moving though, and Marion cried out in frustration. "Why'd you stop?" Not until you say his name," Peter said in a tone that David knew meant. I assumed they were letting each other know their plans.I waved Sue goodbye and went with my guy as her guy drove her off.Sue and I had agreed to SMS each other and tell each other where we ended up. We both felt we would not be taken straight home.As we drove my guy suggested we go to a hotel for a late-night supper. I knew where this was heading, and I wasn’t going to refuse an offer like that. It wasn’t long before Sue and her guy also arrived. There were four of us together again. It was. Later in the evening the car would take them to the concert and wait for them. David slapped John on the back and turned away from Minako-san so she could not see his face. “Keep the car as long as you want John. After the concert take my friend’s young daughter for a late feast. Go to Mok-san’s place for Omasake. I’ll make a booking.” Sugihara smiled. “Have a good time John.” The older Japanese winked and grinned. John was flustered. Why had he winked? What did the wink mean? . She stopped moving and I thought that she wanted to stop what was a flirtation gone too far, but she rose and lay on the bed upon her back. She put the joint down, which she let go out as I was pounding her pussy. I leaned over her. We kissed and laughed when she said, " We should have started out like this." She added, "I want you to fuck my white ass like that bastard won't."Friendship, be damned, I stood over her as she guided my hard, throbbing cock into her tight asshole. She gasped a.