Jack looked down to see the muscles on the insides of Tina's thighs flex in an effort to close her legs together against the molded restraint cradles....Inside, Tina's vaginal muscles clamped down on Jack's advancing cock. "That's my girl, Tina," Jack murmured. "Fight me, Tina. Don't let me in, baby." Jack pulled back slightly then pushed forward again. A soft, shuddering gasp escaped Tina's lips as at last, the head of Jack's penis made contact with her cervix. Tina Barrette was fully involved.. The only reason to why she picked up the call that I could think of was that she had accidentally pressed it since it wasn’t a touch-screen era back then. Furthermore, the sexual sounds on the other side of the line were all too familiar to me.Was she actually cheating on Dad? No. The person from earlier told me that she was drunk beyond belief so that would mean that the guy that helped her out was probably taking advantage of her drunken stupor to have sex with her. No, even then, I’m sure. “Looks like our guests have arrived. We should welcome them in true Circle fashion.” He gave a lecherous laugh, and the others immediately caught on. He then set off across the patio, wending his way between some of the loving couples. Seconds later, he greeted Martin and Sasha; even getting a polite hug from her that he lingered over with her.Aaron volunteered, “I was just describing one of our Friday or Saturday nights to them.”Dave turned and glanced back at the patio full of Circle members.. It became moreand more difficult for me to work in the estate office and then one daymy father realised something was wrong and suggested I take a sabbatical.As I was then no longer working I soon took over the cooking at home andfor our guests. Ms Smythe started calling me Cook and it has stuck eversince." My mother passed away and my broken-hearted father soon joined her. Iinherited the estate and we took up residence here in the privateapartment, the former home of my parents. Ms Smythe came.