“Look at me, Bob, leave him be!” said Jean. I look at Jean, and we sort of just carried on as if, Ron, was not there. But nevertheless, I could s...e Ron, he moved around to the end of the bed, standing with Jean’s back to him. I saw the top of his head go down behind Jean. He must have gone down to our coupling, I heard Ron, say, “Nice cock Bob, you’re a lucky man.” “Leave him alone Ron… is watching us getting your little prick up?” said Jean. Ron, then said, “Jean, baby, I think maybe you’re. I removed my hand from her breast and moved it down between her legs. Her pussy was very wet, and it practically sucked my finger into itself. She gasped with pleasure as she felt my finger enter her. I withdrew, rubbing her pussy juice on her clit, then entered her again. I repeated that motion - in, out, circle the clit, in, out, circle the clit - until the timer went off for the tea. I licked her juices off my finger before pouring the tea.Getting the tea ready took enough time that I. But the thing about sex is that doing something wrong can feel really, really good. We desire what’s forbidden, it's part of our nature. I was trembling with excitement, at the possibility that I would get to sexually interact with this goddess before me."Totally," she said straight-faced.I stood and said, “will you pull my shorts off”? She walked toward me, bent down and stared at my tent. I wondered if she was nervous to see my hard cock. She was teasing me. Then abruptly, she pulled my. "Sharon went to the bathroom, showered and dressed while Frank started dinner. As lunch had been reasonably substantial, he opted for a simple meal, bangers and mash, but the sausages he had bought were gourmet and the meal very tasty. They washed it down with a couple of glasses of red wine, but didn't finish the bottle, even though it tasted rather nice.Sharon cleaned up, and when both had finished their drinks, she said "now I seem to remember you were going to show me something."Frank.