There wasn’t time to hang around. In fact, Peter found himself pumping away at his penis so hard and fast that the precum that had collected between...the head of his penis and his foreskin had changed from a crystal-clear strand of pre-ejaculate fluid, into a white froth, which seemed to make his erection appear like a rabid dog foaming at the mouth. With a feeling of more than a little relief, Peter felt his climax approaching. He took his fist pumping down from top gear and slowed things down. He pulled her to her feet, kissing her deeply. His hand drifted between her legs, “God baby, you’re so wet!” He admired, “Don’t worry, I’ll sort you out.” He turned her around, so that she was leant over facing the window, her hands resting on the sill. “But Scott, what about the neighbours?!” She cried. He just laughed and said “Come on baby, you’re such a little slut. Let him watch!” He stood behind her and rubbed her dripping slit, dipping first one, then two fingers inside her tight. She wore tis with a three quarter length pair of white jeans and she looked smoking hot as usual. We met the others at a quiet little bar in town where we stayed for a couple of hours until some of the couples left as they had to work the following day. We had a couple more drinks with the remaining two couples and then decided to go to a bigger place not too far away. This place was very busy and mostly packed with younger people, hung out there for another hour or so and another of the. Shortly after the final briefing for Billie’s research she received an invitation to attend Angela and Ron’s wedding with partner. Toweling semen off her chest, Billie said to Gene, ‘Would you like to take me to a wedding?’ ‘No.’ Billie bit her lip knowing she should have asked him before wearing him out having sex that destroyed billions of his brain cells. ‘Why not.’ ‘I find weddings and birthday parties boring.’ ‘Wouldn’t that be related to the type of people at the center of the occasion.