Megan moved her foot to her son's cock and I reached out to touch my sister's sweet ass. I slide my hand under her panties and searched for her asshol.... I pushed my finger into it and felt her squirm with excitement. "I want the two of you to stand up and take all your clothes off," demanded Megan. Without hesitation Todd and I pulled every stitch of clothing off. Megan swung us around and sat on the couch. She reached out, put a cock in each hand and pulled us toward her. First she put Todd's. ” I shrugged. “Not denying that, Louis. He’s very good, no question; unfortunately, he also appears to be very good at talking my wife into doing pretty much anything he wants her to do.” He looked at me sharply. “Do you have any reason to believe there’s something going on between them – something more than photography?” I shook my head, shrugging again. “No, not really. It’s just a sixth sense sort of a thing, a warning tingle deep in my gut. I trust Allison, but he gives me a bad vibe – and. Granted, it was made in the mindset of becoming extremely horny as the day wore on, constantly with the dogs that I would be mating with routinely day in and day out. The very thought kept me at such a high state of sexual tension it was a wonder I managed any deliberate thought at all. But, the decision I made was as erotic and a****listic as the constant tension I found myself under. Beyond being available and ready for the three dogs day or night as their bitch, I would make every attempt to. I could see my wife was feeling a bit shy and was talked into doing this by Stacy. But when she saw the effect she was quickly having fun with it. I was laughing the whole time as they were dancing for Jack, rubbing his pants and letting him grab their asses. We were all just clowning around, but I could see my wife getting turned on. She was making a bit of a wet stain in her panties. They started to stick to her swollen lips as the evening continued. Jack had gotten a huge bulge in his pants.