If you go down those stairs there's no turning back, I thought.I walked down the stairs, and into the main room. I headed stright for the kitchen area...where I would have my bottom half sheltered from view by the worktops.Paul was on the sofa reading. "Coffee?" I asked."Please," he replied.I made two cups of coffee. Normally I would carry both into the living room at the same time but I was worried my towel my become untied so I brought Paul's through. He didn't look up from his book as I placed. She raised both her own knees up, back towards her body and her gash was exposed to me.Liv was still sat next to Stella and now she put her hands into the same position that Stella had done to her on the sofa. She gently parted her friends sex for us all to gaze upon. Stella's shaved mound had smaller outer lips and even when closed had allowed her inner labia to poke out a little. Her clit shaft, in contrast, was more robust than Liv's and once Liv had slipped the hood of skin back it was. ” She said with a mischievous smile. She helped me up and as I got over my wife, I felt Nichole’s hand between my legs hold my cock and helping me penetrate my wife’s cunt. I slipped in very easily and I began to pump into her. My wife grabbed my ass cheeks and we got a rhythm going. I was up on both hands over my wife pumping when Nichole came over to the head of the bed. This was odd and yet exciting, having another woman watching me fuck my wife. Nichole. Rollergirl looked delighted as she hopped off the counter and embraced her, kissing her on the lips. It wasn’t a friendly kiss, it was a kiss of familiarity, a kiss of a lover. Nazareth’s stomach dropped. He was disappointed, but also intrigued. They spoke for a few minutes and the blonde turned and left. ‘Holy fuck!’ Nazareth obviously wasn’t the only one who saw as Jez stood next to him. Nazareth turned his head back to the rink, feeling deflated. ‘I think I just died and went to heaven.’ .