Marck sat down on his chair and pulled my frozen wife closer to him. He firmly placed his hands on both of my wife’s boobs and started gently squeez...ng it in rhythm as if he was milking it. Marck was squeezing her boobs for about 5 mins now and drops of milk started dropping on the floor. Marck asked me if I wanted coffee and I said yes. He said the coffee machine is behind me and asked me to help myself. I had myself a nice cup of hot coffee.I found a nice comfortable chair and sat with my. Brian went downstairs and came up a couple of minutes later."I've sent them across to the chip shop, telling them to get a couple of bags of chips for themselves. They should be a good half an hour" OK I said, do you want me to show you what I did?"I felt like a fucking slut, 3 boys alone with me in my room, one my brother and the other 2 his pals who I had played with since being little.I got onto my knees and put a cushion on the floor to kneel on."OK" I said "what I did was, I got his cock. She accepted his gaze with poise, subtly laughing harder than necessary which put her boobs in wiggle mode whenever she did. Syd finished his coffee and dessert. He pushed back his chair but Fergie popped up and laid a hand on his lap to remove the napkin, brushing his groin. Syd remained seated. Fergie cleared the table, again bending into as many tasks as possible, offering Syd many closeups of her cameltoed shorts. Table cleared and cart repacked, she parked it just inside the door. . “Good morning, Darling,” he said, grinning.“Good morning... Dear.” She emphasized the last word, making it sarcastic rather than a term of endearment. “You’re awfully bold this morning.”“I was motivated,” he said. “It isn’t often a beautiful woman comes into my bedroom and gets within my reach.”She thought about the fact that, within the last twelve hours two women had come to his bedroom, and gotten within his reach. She realized she was grinding her pussy against that lump, and.