She then asked if I was going to more to him that what I had been doing and I said I didn’t know. Here is how that conversation went.“Oh come on S...mantha. You know you must be driving Matt crazy. You have to do more to him; you told me last night you wanted to.”“Yes but I was hoping you could come over and kind of help me with that. But now you can’t. I don’t know what to do. A part of me knows this is wrong but another growing part of me is really enjoying this.”“Well then just let go and give. The room darkened and the music increased, with a strong emphasis on the steady 'Jungle Beat', that gets mens pulses racing, as the flesh is exposed.One thing we noticed was that the law forbade the girls to drop their knickers, a tits and bums show, enough to get the horn-dogs hot enough to drink more booze, and as we spotted, a lot of crotch grabbing as erections were being pumped full of hot blood.We sat in the far corner, not paying too much attention to the girls, as we had what they were. Lyn smiled. It was not a smile of humour, more of toleration. I was almost expecting a ‘yes dear!!’.“What about your daughter?”“No worries there,” she laughed, “to Sarah, I’m ancient, and that’s as old as it gets.”“Hi! I’m home,” Lyn shouted, as she led me into the house.A few seconds later a young girl came flying into the room, braking heavily when she saw me.“Who are you?” She asked, not particularly pleasantly.“This is John...” Lyn said, before I could answer.“Why is he here?” Sarah asked,. It was torn off quickly. I turned my eyes back to the screen and by then Aaron had his tee and jeans off as Crystal, still fully dressed lay back on her bed. Aaron got alongside her. I couldn’t see it but I guessed he’d got a good bulge going on in his black cotton shorts. He slowly reached down and lifted Crys’s lightweight, white micro skirt, under which she had one of her pale blue thongs, which he then proceeded to slip slowly down Crystal’s long, smooth legs. I zoomed in the image on the.