Standing up, he said, “I’ve got to do something about this.”“What are you going to do?” Sharon asked afraid that Greg was going to do someth...ng to ruin the night for Harry and Lisa. Poor June had worked so hard to make sure that everything would be just right that evening.Greg stopped and turned to look at his wife. The tone of voice she had used suggested that he shouldn’t do anything to break up the evening. In a quiet voice, he said, “I figure that Jack probably needs a drink about as much. As I sat on the loo I was idly fingering my pussy. I was thinking about Gary's supposed big cock.I wiped, stood and put my basque on, followed by the stockings which attached to the basque. The only problem was that I had no knickers. This wasn't deliberate, I'd packed other pants to to go with the linen trousers I ended up wearing, but no black g string or thong for the sexy outfit. So.... I did my hair and makeup, repairing the ill effetcs of the drink as best I could, and placed my hand. "And this, you little pervert, is enough to go on the sex offenders registration." Oh no!" he whined as tears came to his eyes. He leaned back against a table to keep from collapsing. "Please don't tell the police. I'll make it up to you, please, I'll do anything." The tears fell down his cheeks as he pleaded."You pathetic little boy," she mocked the whimpering figure in front of her. She leaned down and collected his face in one gloved hand, "I have recorded this and will happily send it to. He was getting close to cumming and I couldn’t help feeling proud of myself for that. A second finger in his ass was rewarded with more grunting. The tight ring of muscle squeezed my index and middle finger together. I worked them in and out and pulled his long shaft to my mouth. This was awkward so I pushed his hips the side and told him to get on his back. His ass lost its grip on my fingers and the slipped out.The moments he was repositioning allowed me to concentrate on what Jamie was doing.