I really do love being a slut and as long as you're okay with it I don't think I'm hurting anyone." "You're not hurting anyone Jeanne, especially me. ...our voyeur husband is having a wonderful time listening to your exploits. I can't wait to hear more." Jeanne laughed. "Are you encouraging me to party with more men?" "Yeah, I guess I am." I was laughing too. "Michael, you really are the perfect husband." "And you're the perfect wife." "Hearing you say that makes me so happy." Jeanne paused for a. ‘No, stay.’ John’s eyes burned a hole in the back of Mach’s head and he turned to him. ‘I think she’ll want you here when you tell her what this has all been about.’ ‘What are you talking about, John?’ I asked. ‘Have a seat here, Claire.’ John motioned to the cushion next to him. ‘We need to tell you something….or at least I do. I’m sure Mach doesn’t’ want to tell you, he’s having too much fun already.’ I sat next to John and waited for them to start talking. John just sat there staring up at. Olivia had pulled her dress of to and had moved amanda hands to her tits begging for her to squeeze them, amanda gently squeezed them making olivia moan out and then she started to lick her nipples driving olivia wild, olivia had her hand running throw amandas hair as she continued to lick and suck her nipples.I was loving these two hot sexy friends going at each other and decided to help them go further, I told olivia to lay down and got amanda to kneel infront with her face between olivia. I sat on a chair to take off my shoes. To calm my nerves after the motorway driving, Wayne put the kettle on and made us both a welcome cup of tea. I asked how he was and had he had his lunch? He paid me a compliment and said he liked my green top.Wayne was wearing a cream and blue/red check shirt. I handed Wayne a present of homemade blackberry and apple jam, homemade apple chutney and a bottle of claret wine. He thanked me warmly and commented on the homemade labels. We looked through the.