I noticed that something was wrong when people I knew started looking at me with odd expressions and some of the women with sympathy.It was a mate who...alerted me to what was going on and my suspicions were confirmed. He asked me if I knew Jean was playing around. I told him we had an open marriage and knew she had the odd relationship with others. He just smiled and said “you really don’t know do you?” What do you mean? I asked. “Mate there’s no easy way of telling you, but she’s known as being. It was powerful. It was messy. It was the perfect anaesthetic for an uncomfortable night on the sofa. A warm hand touching his arm and a whispered voice broke him from his sleep. In the flickering shadows of the glowing coal fire there was no mistaking the familiar silhouette of Eileen wearing nothing but a pyjama top and a pair of white panties. Ignoring the scrunched up paper tissues abandoned on the floor, she smiled and unbuttoned her top, letting it pool at her feet. “I can’t sleep. He kept going until he heard Monica let out a long and beautiful orgasmic sigh that told him that she had had an orgasm and was so delighted as he continued to gently lick and kiss her very wet pussy lips.Monica knew that she had just had the most explosive of orgasms and was even more delighted that Jeff had done it so willingly. She let go of the back of his head and looked down at him, and saw that he stayed kneeling between her legs and looking up at her.Jeff felt so at ease but still. 'Bitch', Jerome begin 'you been fucked before you don't need these, so act like you got good sense and you might leave here with them. Nod your damn head if you know what I mean!!!' Slowly I nodded my head grimacing from the pain in my crotch. Jerome released my man hood and slipped his hand between my thighs and poked his fingers into my anus and pulled me to him. Placing one of his knees between my thighs, Jerome pulled me up on his thigh his hand still between my legs and fingers in my butt.