Denny was munching on my pussy and now fingering my arsehole. My sacred off limits arsehole. Denny had one finger in, then two fingers. It was heavenl.... I was sexually spellbound. I loved my arse. I loved Denny. She burrowed into my arse in filthy smutty delight. And I took it all equally with a growing acceptance of its delicious rudeness. My arse was so happy. Pleasure extracted from my butt as naturally as salt is from the sea.I gave equally back to my brunette friend. She quivered slightly. He raised his head and looked at his wife. “No, Jan. I don’t think that.” “What about you, Emily? Are you trying to steal my husband?” “No,” Emily protested, “honestly. No!” Janice fumed for a few seconds. “The two of you take the cake, you know that?” She turned toward Evan. “Evan,” she said sternly, “do you love your wife?” “Of course I do,” he answered, somewhat destabilized by the question. “And would you like to get it on with me the same way these two did?” He was shaken. “I’m, uh…”. "What's going on with you and Tammy? This is your anniversary. You should be home with your wife, not out at a bar with your best friend much less your female best friend." "Yeah, go figure" I agreed. "You know you and I have always been close but yeah, it wasn't exactly how I had planned to spend the evening. I got home this afternoon preparing to surprise Tammy, turns out the surprise was on me. I got inside the house to find our neighbor fucking her on our bed." Tori let out a shocked gasp.. ‘Why didn’t you tell me you were bringing a young lady back with you, Barnaby? It would have been nice to know.’ Her nephew blushed and looked a little sheepish. ‘I wanted to surprise you, Aunt Anne.’ ‘Well you’ve certainly done that!’ ‘You’re cross, Aunt Anne, aren’t you.’ ‘No Barnaby. Since when have I ever been cross with you? It would have been nice to have a little notice though. I’ll make up another bed when we get back. You’ll be in separate rooms mind. You’re both over eighteen and I.