She's smiling. You furrow your brow. There's something familiar about her. Your drawn to the grey eyes, etched with flashes of brilliant, exotic orang... and it hits you like a truck. "Emily???"You nearly drop your laptop, but you can’t help but let your mouth drop. "What. . . how did you get here??" I smile up at you. "Hey now, no hey how're you doing?" I say coyly and you set your lap top down on the table, wrapping your arms around me and hugging me tightly. You can smell me and it makes you. For himself Rick was there, yet to the fucking couple, he wasn't. Barry stayed anchored till every drop had been rammed up her and then he lifted and carried her into the bedroom, constantly sucking on her very erect and hard nipple. He dropped her onto the bed and immediately was back at her saliva covered tits while again his fingers did the fucking and she wriggled and gasped and to Rick's amazement actually reached and took hold of his now limp cock and the more Barry worked his fingers,. About half an hour later there was knock on the door and I went and let him in. My wife had got ready for bed and was sitting on the bed, drinking a glass of wine, dressed in nice lingerie which consisted of very small panties and a jacket type top both of which were easy to see through. I brought Gordon and his friend Brian into the room upon which my wife put her wine down quickly and pulled the bed cover up to cover herself up. I explained that she could decide what to do but at least give. I told him to take me in the bedroom. He said ok he muffled my mouth and opened the door. I saw my son in latex clothing tied to bed with eyes blindfolded. As he heard the door open my son replied, “Honey you came? Please let me rest I am tired of the fucking from the morning.”He replied, “Ok sweety you rest I am outside.” We came out and he closed the door. I got angry and told him why. But he pulled my hair and took me in the other room where my daughter was in bondage in a doggie position..