It seemed like we were one of the old, established couples in the school. The jokes and the comments had died out and it was pretty much accepted that...we belonged together.Nobody knew for sure that we were doing anything. Some of our friends suspected, but Tiffany didn't have a clue. There were several times Dougie and I were making love while she had one of her jocks pounding her in her bedroom, next door to mine. There's something exciting about getting eaten out while she's urging some bozo. ' As drunk as he was I had trouble understanding him but that's was the gist of what he said. Obviously he did remember it. I tried to say I wasn't Brittany but he just turned and zipped up his pants just before some of the others rushed in. I licked my lips to make sure all of his sperm was gone and I don't think anyone realized what I had done. They would have been very shocked if they had seen it."Kyle just sat there with his mouth open.Jon said, "I'm shocked and I think your husband is even. She came back a few minutes later and sat on the bed beside him. 'Better now?' she asked. He nodded. He looked down at himself and the spunk was still where she had seen it but he now noticed that a large patch of his pubic hair was wet and glistening from his own juice. 'I'd better go and clean up.' he said but was amazed when she ducked her head down and gently licked the sperm from the tip of his penis. She then took him fully in her mouth and he could feel all the tension rising again as. She had walked ahead of him into the lounge and on turning had suppressed a smile as he reached into the inevitable poly bag and had produced an exquisite bunch of tiny red roses which he had placed on the coffee table in front of her'Oh, Simon! How lovely. They are beautiful!' And she had gone round the table to peck his cheek. At least that was what she thought she was going to do.But she had suddenly found herself enfolded in his arms. Not grabbed. Just 'enfolded'. There was no other word or.