’ It was Dan’s voice and it was in my room. I peered over my duvet. ‘If you’re trying to hide that is. If you did read to the end you’d know...that you told me you’d leave the back door unlocked.’ Dan was very slight, messy blond hair, and he stood there in his usual jeans and tshirt. He slipped his shirt off and as I lay frozen he began to unbuckle his jeans. ‘You also said you had a thing for panties.’ He dropped his jeans to reveal white lace french knickers, tight against his cock. He eased. Why not agree to letting him do it while you sleep and clean up afterwards, that way you are not party to it?" "Ugh, the idea of that is repugnant! You girls surprise me". "Steph, we keep our guys happy. It's only an expression of how much they fancy us. Isn't that right girls?" asked Lou. Susan and Jane both replying positively, as the barman came to collect their empty glasses. "I'll show you this is normal behaviour" said Jane, "Russell..." Stephanie, mouth open in horror, looked on in shock. She certainly knew what she wanted and how to do it. She ovalled her lips and used just them to go up and down on my rod. She used her tongue to swirl around my shaft as she sucked my rod deeply into her mouth. She clamped mouth around my rod and created an incredible suction that felt like my rod was in a vacuum. She just paid her attention to the tip , gently nibble on it, suck on it, softly and lightly lick the tip hole. . By the time the cab dropped me off I was tingling with anticipation despite my exhaustion. I walked in the house a called out that I was home. I heard my wife call back, “I am in the bedroom.” I walked up stairs and entered to bedroom. The bed was a mess and my wife was sitting on it naked except for panties with a worn out look on her face along with a devilish smile. She said, “Sit down and tell me about Vicky’s night.” I gave her a long kiss and sat down by her. I noticed it smelled like.