Rob had been a great friend to both of us for the past six years. We both equally enjoyed his company and the time we were able to spend together. Rob...and I could talk about anything, from work to sports and usually agreed. We both had confided in each other things we would never share with anyone other than each other. My wife and Rob had also bonded, he deeply cared for her and did all he could to ensure she was happy and safe. Our relationship had begun sexually as an MFM threesome but it. A part of her wanted to try though and so she quickened her speed and found her throat full of Kerrys come. He leaned against the pool table again, spent for the time being as Susie began to concentrate on Jakes longer and slightly darker shaft. Susie opened her mouth as wide as she could, angled her head one way and then the other until she found just the right position. She swallowed Jakes dick, pushing past the gag reflex and working her throat in a way that seemed to surround and tighten. She felt like such a bad little girl waiting for her father’s inevitable punishment. “God, what a fuckin’ whore!” Gerald was shaking his head in disbelief. “Standing outside and stripping down to just a pair of panties? Christ, Pop, she’s even sluttier than what you told Marv and Stan.” Steven groaned as his stomach fell even further. Along with his father and brother, Marv and Stan, both well-to-do retirees and neighbors of his parents, made up their weekly golf foursome. Steven had played. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was getting pretty cold out there at night so I decided to find tricks indoors. One place I could always go to without taking a car was one of the local brothels. There were of course many in Boston but one nice brothel was situated a few blocks from the Pub I hung out in. Since these establishments were also controlled by the mob, I had access to this one in particular.