‘I know the way you are and I am getting tired of it. You should have seen the look on everyone’s face when you were out there dancing with that�....slut.’ Victor put his glass down. ‘She’s not a slut Celine. Why do you think every woman that talks to me or is a bit nice to me is a slut?’ ‘What do you want me to think? I mean would you like it if I were dancing with other men?’ Victor shrugged. ‘It wouldn’t bother me Celine. You know I trust you and you should trust me.’ Celine knew it was. I realised that I was being a little crazy, and it was probably all in my mind, but she did seem to be more assertive and confident in her manner, and I liked it.After we had eaten a little, I told her a bit more about my evening with Debbie and Kat. I told her that Debbie now knew more about what we had been up to with Simon and Kat. I mentioned that Debbie and Dave were still having a few problems and I was sure that she was not going to tell anyone else, even Dave.Maggie didn’t seem too. He fell away from me in exhaustion and I felt his cum ooze out my widely stretched, gaping asshole to run in thick, creamy streams down my shaking thighs. I, too, collapsed, falling onto the towel and into the pool of my own cum. It was several minutes before either of us could get our breath back as we lay there gasping for air in post orgasmic bliss. At last I rolled to one side and smiled at him. "That was wonderful! " I said. "I've never been fucked so well! Your cock is so big, I didn't. Because I want you too!"He didn't need any further encouragement it seemed, as his mouth found hers again and he kissed her hungrily.His arms went around her waist and he pulled her hard against him, letting her feel just how much he wanted her.Miranda's mouth went slack for a moment, but then he felt her smile again, against his mouth as she moved against him suddenly.Marcus' hands cupped her bottom encouraging her to rub and to move, against his sensitive groin – it felt so incredible!But it.