“Thank you for coming over, darling. It’s so good to see you again. You look as marvellous as ever - good enough to eat - so prepare to be eaten.�...� Then she took my hand. “Come and see your paintings. I loved them when I first saw them, but now they’ve been framed they look terrific. I’ve had them hung on the wall just where we decided they’d look best.” We walked down the hallway accompanied by Kath’s two gorgeous Persian cats which she’d aptly named Clit and Pussy. We chatted. He could still hear them talking downstairs, but now there was a pounding in his ears, muffling the sound of their voices.He began to pump his cockmeat steadily up and down, licking and sucking on Bonny's soiled panties. His chest heaved. He thought of Claire's young stiff-tipped tits as his fist slammed down towards his swollen balls. He thought of Bonny's trim little ass, bouncing around on the pony's back as he jerked upwards, his clenched fist running up to his cockhead.Jake was so worked. We all whistled at her because she was dressed very sexy. The Johnny Walker and the Guinness were flowing, the good old times stories were being told and we were having a great time. We were pretty buzzed and of course the conversation eventually shifted to sex. We started talking about girls and they mentioned how hot my wife was tonight. So, we switched to talking about our wives and girlfriends. Turns out all of them have discussed threesomes and group sex which was great. Jim for example. We slept together again. In the morning, we each went to our jobs.That evening, I went to her apartment and met her there. I had knocked and she met me at the door with a kiss and tight embrace. “Darling Gerald, I’m glad you’re here. I’ve missed you.”I smiled. “I’ve missed you, too, Rachel. Looking at your brother just isn’t the same.” I grinned. “You have much better legs.”Irene smirked, “I like ‘em.”Rachel pulled me inside and closed the door behind Matt. We kissed again.With our arms around.