First there’d been last night’s the floor show from Emma and Kara, and now he was participating in a red hot threesome. Pursing her lips, Jess too... his semi-hard cock in her hand, tongue extending to lick all over the tip. At the same time, David moved behind and slid a harder cock into his girlfriend’s pussy, spit-roasting the girl between he and Rick. Jess cooed, adoring the attention and moaning lustfully between slurps. Under her expert oral attention, soon Rick was hard. Squeezing his. ”“You should have come down for a cup of tea.”“I wanted to but... ““But what?”“I was afraid.”“Afraid?”“Afraid of what I might find.”“You mean me and Ben?”Jack nodded.“And... what would you have done if...?”“That’s what I was afraid of,” he told her.“Afraid of getting into a fight with Ben?”He shook his head. “No. Afraid of just standing there watching and your response afterwards.”His answer completely floored her.“What would you have thought about me watching the both of you?”“I... I don’t. She was, of course, blissfully unaware that this announcement would ring more alarm bells than less. Maybe I was living in a glass house, but the man was a master manipulator. Even so, it was clear she believed me, even if she was starting to see him more. She’d talk lowly of him to me, and every single microaggression, every single thing she disliked, she’d tell me all about them and we’d share our critiques on his character, eagerly agreeing with each other.That was the best it would get from. We bounce slowly, looking into each other’s faces, a smile playing over each of our mouths. His lips meet mine, slowly, hesitantly. I felt the warmth spreading inside me up my whole body. The intensity of the kissing rising, my hands pulling him closer, my tongue flicking the roof of his mouth as we unconsciously move along to the bass. Wordlessly, I lead him out into the street. The late night sounds of drunk revellers mixing with the sounds of sirens and traffic. We walk hand in hand back to.