After we were familiar with our surroundings and felt more at ease with one another, Johnny and I began talking and getting to know each other. As we...exchanged details of our history with each other, we discovered that we were very much alike in regards to our likes, dislikes, and interests. For example, we had applied for admission to the same “A” School, liked the same music, movies, books, and food. Throughout this course of time, we became the very best of friends. Hell, we were nearly. "Don't say sorry... You’re not a sorry person. You apologize. When you say you’re sorry it makes you sound like pathetic sweet heart. “He said tenderly” Your too beautiful and maintain too great a life to be someone who can call themselves sorry." He moved his head slightly closer and she took the bait pulling in slowly for a kiss as if in a trance. "Well if you insist Jenny!" He waited for her to make her move to make her feel the aggressor, and that’s when he took over locking lips. "Hi guys," she said with a wicked gleam in her eyes, "as promised, I wentout and found somebody new to play with."I had trouble holding the phone steady as she unzipped my fly. Shegiggled like a little girl at Christmas as she pulled my hard cock out ofmy pants."Yum," she purred. "I love a big cock full of delicious cum."She devoured my cock, swallowing me to the hilt with one practiced motionand used her tongue to get me fully hard. Then she began bobbing up anddown, effortlessly taking me to. Not too surprisingly, it didn't take long as we stood there when someone came up from behind my wife, his or her hands reaching around to cup her paint splattered breasts, traces of the paint just barely showing through fingers as they clasped each, squeezing and cupping them. I then felt someone myself, suddenly reaching behind me, beneath my legs, slowly starting to stroke my cock. And then someone else, kneeling below me, though at first I hadn't even realized it, they wore little if any.