She grabbed my hand and pulled it around her waist, then leaned her head against my shoulder. The warmth of her body against mine was excruciating. Th... photographer took a few more quick shots, packed his array of equipment and made his exit.“That wasn’t so bad was it?” she asked in the resulting silence.“You got lipstick on my shirt”She laughed and it sounded like musical raindrops. I felt a sudden flood of heat and the familiar embrace of my old friend: trouble.“Thank you for doing that,” she. And I was stupid for putting it that way. Jack, I want us to make love to each other. Please."I reached up and took her head in my hands, pulling her into me for another kiss."Well, if you put it that way... OK."She giggled and hugged me real quick, then dove at my middle, tugging my shorts off desperately. She took me in her hand and blew on me lightly."I love making it grow."She manipulated it, kissed it, licked it. She got her wish and it grew in her hand. Another triumphant giggle and then. Shagging your blonde bimbo," she snarled. "You fucking hypocrite, all that cant about how faithful you always were, all those protestations of love, that my scars meant nothing. All that shit about never needing a pretty girl now you had me. You low, fucking, lying pig."He said nothing. He had not a clue what she meant. She glowered at him, hugging her knees to her chest, taking his silence to mean guilt."Trying to find some lame excuse?" she taunted him. "Oh darling it didn't mean anything! Oh. So having Adam on the phone with us was really a chance to cut loose. Jean and I both were so hot to have Adam back in our bed. Jean wanted to feel him between her legs again and I wanted to watch her being made love to as well as having his beautiful cock between my lips. However, we never got the chance to see him again. We moved to another state. For awhile, we tried to hook up with couples but nothing seemed to work out. It is hard to find for people who all want to be together..