So this last time, I had tied Peggy up, hands and knees foward, and ankles to the back. She was stuck on all fours with her ass in the air. I was slow...y torturing her, by fingering her and leaving, I would open the curtains when I knew the mailman was coming so he could see, etc. Then on the last time I opened the curtains and went outside to peek in, not realizing I had locked myself out, and left the bedroom door open. All I could do was watch as Marve walked in and had Peggy tied up with her. However we exchanged email addresses and they sent some private pics that they hadn't posted on their public profile. As I opened the first email I was astounded. The wife was absolutely beautiful; firm shapely breasts, a tight tummy, a beautiful shaved pussy with her inviting lips protruding and a great shot of her bent over with an inviting ass beckoning me. The husband was no less impressive. He looked handsome, had a musclely torso, a decent sized cock and was (like myself) quite hairless. Him, “She’s got a great mouth.” Her, “She’s so wet. Her clit’s really hard.” It was oddly arousing to hear people talk about me when I was with them; having sex with them. I was tonight’s sex toy for them, and they were mine. The woman moved herself up to my face and started licking his balls. We began sharing the cock sucking; one each side and taking turns to take his full length or lick his balls. She soon slid across the top of his thighs to kiss mine and slide her face up to my pussy. I. He wrote poetry in creative writing class, and song inspiration seemed to be a common theme this week. As we walked, turning towards our street he handed me a crumpled piece of paper, ink stained and smudged. Everything Maxie handled was crumpled. I made sure to touch his hand when I took it, the contact like a cattle prod, electricity up my skeleton. I looked into his soft toffee eyes and wished I could take the chance to close the distance between us.Those two short kisses seemed so close,.