She was also one hundred percent kidding around. I hope.Inez, meanwhile, had a new song to play with: "We Belong", which was one Pat Benatar song I ne...er cared for. Still, it was too obvious to overlook. Next, I took advantage of my pre-knowledge. I dug up a song that was merely an album track at that point in time, although it would be released as a single later in the year. It was one I simply couldn't wait to do: John Fogerty's "Centerfield". With four certified baseball nuts among the six. It turned out to be Melody, because once she got onto him she used that milking action he'd taught her and got her pussy stuffed. Through it all, Anne watched and rubbed and wished she wasn't so scared.That night, after supper, they gathered in the living room to watch another movie. Anne was unhappy. She wanted her share, but she was too scared. She said so. Bob took pity on her. "Look honey, what if I do everything to you EXCEPT fuck you, would that make you feel better?" Anne smiled and. Both girls were moaning and grinding their hips together as Ellen removed her hand then started to massage her underbelly from the front. She took hold of her knickers and with one firm tug; she ripped off the final cover of her modesty. She spun her around and forced her to her knees as she pressed her groin into her face. She sucked and licked at Ellen’s panties until they were soaked in a combination of Carol’s saliva and Ellen’s cunt juices. She sucked her panties into her mouth and pulled. We went to Martin's door, and went in, John going ahead of me. Isaw Martin on the balcony that overlooked the atrium, but his back wasfacing us. "Hey Martin, you can come back in, I have that surprise I toldyou about!" John said. Martin came in smiling, until he saw me next toJohn, and then he just froze and looked terrified."Since you have a thing for my wife and really want to spend time withher, here she is," John said. I was trembling, but I trusted John.Martin didn't say a word, and moved.