Sitting at the dining table legs spread my fingers rub my soaked pussy lips. He knew this would turn me on and upset me at the same time. I hear her g...sp and his loud groan. He must be inside her. Fuck. My husbands cock in another woman. Fuck. Feeling hurt and more turned on than ever my fingers plunge in my wet snatch fucking myself hard as I listen to them. “Fuck you have the tightest pussy” I hear his groan as their body’s slap against each other. He’s ducking her hard and fast, her screams. Perhaps she saw the stricken expression on his face and understood implicitly, because she simply gave him a serene smile and waved it off. Roger had been Jahn's rock; Fiona was Jen's. But damn, he wanted to be that for both of the sisters. His fiancées, his future.The words Jahn spoke to her after that seemed to fade into rambling and become a haze of comfort and love, as much as he could give, as much as she could take. More important than anything was her understanding that he would be there. Is evidently my old man, or rather was. Better him than Barry, I can tell you that much,” I commented flippantly.“What happened to Vince and Duane, by the way? Why is Stacey naked like that ... and Ellie ... and Trish? What’s going on here?” Manfred reacted now with surprise, “but yes, I’ll get you those papers, I swear.”“I believe you, since I commanded it. Just as I command you now ... Simon Says to stop worrying about Vince and Duane, never ask about them again, and to get us some Southern. ” He said. “But…! But…!” I stuttered. I knew that I wasn’t supposed to but this situation was different. Without another word I stood up before him and began to pull my top over my soft tits. My bra came off in a flash and while he was still staring at my dark, nipples I pushed my short skirt down my girlish hips.I was only wearing a skimpy powder blue thong. There were the traces of my newly grown dark pubic hair escaping around the edges. I stopped for a moment, looking him in the eye. He.