Peter suddenly realised whatthe situation was, and blushed, his mother told him she would need towash his slip, and could get him some proper nighties...if he would liketo wear them instead of pyjamas. She then left the room, Peter groaned, he couldn't blame this on anyoneelse; he had chosen to wear the slip. He got dressed, and wentdownstairs, taking the slip with him, and dropped it into the washbasket. The feel of the material was really nice, he found himselfwondering if it would be clean. "And hello Victor," Loretta did an about face and completely changed her tone with me. "I've heard so much about you, but I just can't figure out why such a gorgeous hunk of a man like you would ever choose a nasty old bitch like Debbie to marry?"Loretta looked, and she wasn't shy about looking. I distinctly noticed the way she took a long, hard look, letting her eyes roam down and then back up the length of my body. I felt like I was being sized up for a new set of clothing."Hey!" Debbie. Holding the cock in place with one hand, he started to play with the plug in her ass, gently pulling at it, not taking it all of the way out, just pulling a little and pushing it back in.Ken had started to slowly fuck Mandy with the dildo, gradually getting faster and faster, she was easily taking the whole dildo now with Ken pulling it right out and plunging it back in to the end. She looked amazing, her pussy was easily accepting the huge cock, and she was even thrusting back against it as. "I love the idea that while we fuck, you masturbate. Knowing that you are next door pleasuring yourself to the sounds of our sex, actually turns me on and makes me enjoy fucking Mike more. I feel like an exhibitionist even though you are not in the room. In fact I am an exhibitionist because I know you are listening. And the idea that you are bringing yourself off to our fucking, makes me feel like I am fucking Mike AND you."These words had given me a full boner and Megan noticed. She laughed.