“Hey” was all I said in return. She moved aside to let me in and I walked into the living room. Jennifer closed the door and followed me. I stoppe... in the middle of the floor and turned to Jennifer. “Do you really think of me that way?” I asked, my voice coming out a little hurt. “Have you always thought of me as a whore?” My lips trembled on the last word. Jennifer walked up to me until we were nose to nose. She reached down and cupped me firmly. “Aren't you? Because I think that’s exactly. The three of us saw her off at the station before going back to Claire's house together. When we got into the hall, I asked Claire, "Shall I go upstairs and get changed?" "Can we just sit down for a minute first?" asked Claire. I was slightly worried by the look on her face, but the three of us all sat down in the living room."Ben," Claire started. "Amy and I have been discussing what we think you should do." So they've been discussing me behind my back, I thought. Nothing new there. "We think. He let out an "ah". I then opened the zip of his shorts and placed my hand on his penis. It was a hot fleshy rod, throbbing and full of power. Before I could take it out, it popped out of the shorts, and was staring at me. Sumeet's hand was already on my head, pulling my hair, urging me to do the max. I did it. I put my mouth on the head of his penis, and started kissing it. The smell of it was making me more excited. Where as the view of my ample cleavage and me licking his cock, made sumeet. My hands were on her in the dark, and I felt both smooth satin and soft, warm skin, but couldn't tell what I was touching. Her hand gripped my wrist, tugging, always tugging, making sure I did not escape and abandon her to the big, old, lonely bed her inebriated brain was so unhappy about.I thought to lie on my back, so I could just roll out of bed after she was asleep. She reached to pull the covers over us both, and snuggled up against me."You're warm," she cooed.She smelled good.She lifted.