In the afternoon l went to see Lyn as l couldn’t go another day without seeing her she was in between lessons so we had a quick kiss before l had to...go to my next lesson.The last bell rang and l made my way to where Julia was waiting in her car, she asked me to get in because she wanted to talk then drove us to the café on the common, on the way Julia was telling me how she had missed me and was sorry for not taking me seriously when l asked about getting her pregnant, l didn’t answer. We. I snuck around the side of the foundry and saw the Bonneville that I recognized from the Finklestein’s driveway. A woman in a black coat and hat got out of the car carrying a dufflebag. I could tell by the easy but purposeful walk that it was Rachel. I snuck back around to the broken window just in time to see Rachel Finklestein walk into the shadows of the foundry floor. She looked at the three visible Carson brothers, one at a time, then squinted at the shadows, as if she knew the others were. When I’ve taken as much of him as I can, I rest there, savoring the feeling of my mouth being filled. I moan, which he echos and you pick up behind me, still on the couch, your fingers playing gently on your clit.You’ve had enough watching and stand to join us. I look up to see his eyes glued to your body. I think there is part of him that still can’t believe this is happening. When you get to his side you place an arm around his hip, the other playing in my hair as I slowly suck his cock. You. This was not the affable Otto I knew. Finally he said, "Don't act like a wronged husband. You saw me when I was playing with your wife's big tits, but you did not object, did you?"I said nothing. He then said, "DID YOU?!"For some reason, I felt that if I answered him, it would be a total surrender of control to him. I was not sure why, it was just a feeling that came to me. I guess if you tell a man that you let him have free access to your wife's breasts, it was telling him that he was in.