Kwan looked at me and the earnest expression on my face, and she seemed to soften. "Hold on. Lemme see if she'll talk to you. Wait here."I obediently ...emained on the porch and fidgeted for what felt like an hour as Mrs. Kwan went in to fetch Megan. Every now and again I could hear raised voices, but I couldn't make out any of the words. I desperately hoped Megan wasn't spelling out in greater detail exactly what my transgressions had been.At long last, I heard heavy thumping as Megan rapidly. " 'Guys, ' might. My Alphas and I don't. We respect our wives. If you girls want to talk, that's fine with us, but guys talking only leads to problems – mainly with a wife or girlfriend getting pissed because of something she doesn't like us revealing. So being smarter than the average bear, or bears, as the case may be..." You just stay away from the subject of sex, huh?" Well, at least in detail. Besides, no other guys need to know what we do in our bedroom." And in the living room, and in. The first time Jonny brought her home on his motorbike, I saw it was a Bonneville! The bike that was every lads dream; a thing of power and beauty; and Jonny was an impressive looking chap too. Tall dark and handsome; he really was! I found myself getting on surprisingly well with him; talking about the Triumph Bonneville. In no time I was also under his charming spell. Mary spent all her time out and about with Jonny and her horse-riding became a thing of the past; her fine gelding Temple,. I was busy sucking on his lips. Manu moved to my feet on the coach and started moving him lips on my leg upwards pushing my skirt higher and higher. I moved my free hand to my back to get hold of shyams cock. He had removed my blouse and had started playing with my bra. Soon it also flew to some part of the room. I pulled his Bermudas down and started stroking his cock. Manus lips had reached my thighs. I was moaning like hell. He pulled down my panties and proclaimed “Yeaahh Suma didii I have.