. or should we still call you ‘Aunt Margie’? I think that we should. It will be more fun in bed,” Cassie fought back against her grief to pull a...risque joke now.“Do you want to fuck my ass while calling me that?” Margie teased them both, “yes, I’m eager to lose that cherry, too. It will be the first one that I can give away of my own free will. And I can’t get pregnant that way, can I? At my age, I’d have to think long and hard on the subject of impregnation, wouldn’t you say?”“Yes, yes, I. Maybe because she hadnt been honest with me or maybe because I had twice had sex with another mans woman. I didnt know what to think of it at first, but as the details came out over the course of the next few weeks, a new plan began to develop in my head, one that would be in the best interest of everyone involved. My past experiences with girls led me to be a little jaded toward my friend Abby after I found out she had just gotten engaged. Up until then, I had no idea she was in a serious. Finally she stopped her sobbing and calmed down enough to stand. Jimmy stood up, offering her his hand. She gratefully took it and he pulled her to her feet, steadying her as she stood. "Are you all right now?" he asked her. "Y... yes, I... I think so," she said. She looked down at her clothes, which had gotten dirty and the sleeve was torn from being grabbed so roughly by the thugs. "Oh, my clothes! I'm a sight!" she said. "You look fine. So what happened anyway?" Jimmy asked. "I had just. I went to the toilet and came back to find Julia talking to some bloke, after a few minutes she said " are we going to do something, didn't we come here to take part" and I told her we could do whatever she wanted. Within a minute she had agreed with the bloke that we would visit one of the play rooms.We went into the room and she started snogging the bloke, pulling up her dress and unstudding her body suit, he went down on her as I then snogged her and had her suck my cock. After a while she.