”“I know, dummy, not where is she. What did you think of her?” She turned to me. “Of seeing her.”I turned to her, grinning, “All of a sudd...n look who can’t speak plainly. Are you asking how I felt watching my wife suck your husband’s cock?” She blushed a little, laughing lightly. “Or how great it was watching her cum when Mike was going down on her?” I got a little rise out of surprising her, and laughed with her. I added, “Did I see Mike licking her ass?”“Yeah, he likes that. And for the. At least until Marie invited me over to their house after the club closed.I didn't know it at the time, but it was going to be a regular invitation, if not from Marie directly it would be Carol or Sheryl. Lisa only asked me over to the house on a couple occasions, which was a total shock to me, but by that time I was really living there. I'll get more into that situation later in the story.Over the few months that I'd hung out with Marie at the club we had chatted and talked about "Life, the. He rode my cock harder and faster until we ejaculated within a few seconds of one another. I purposely shifted his cock so that the stream of come splashed the bodies of Yukio and Ty. Ty lapped up the shimmering splashes from off of Yukio's shoulder and cheek. Paul rose from my lap, dislodging my slick cock, and stood on shakey legs. He looked over at my with an illuminating happiness in his face. "I want you all to come live with me, " he announced with a dramtic wave of his arms. His cock. He looked at me innocently. ‘Where would you like my hand, Sarah?’ I was torn. How to tell him? I’d never said the word ‘tit’ before, ‘breast’ sounded too clinical, while I debated the relative merits of ‘boob’ in my mind, he must have noticed my hesitation, and relented. ‘Put my hand where you want it, Sarah.’ His hand was cupping my cheek at that point. I wasted no time reaching up, taking his wrist, and slowly, nervously edging his hand downwards. He smiled encouragement at me, and let his.