That’s when things got weird. Cassie told me this was Professor “so-and-so’s” house and that we were going to go in the house and fuck while ...some people watched. That was OK with me, what was I going to say? “No”? We wrapped some towels around us and walked into the house where we found Professor so-and-so waiting in the living room with a couple of other guys.That’s when Cassie took over everything and told the three guys no pictures, no touching and to stay on the couch until we were done.. She vaguely remembered hearing the sound of his zipper, and the rustle of him tearing his clothes off. She shuddered with pleasure as he wrapped his arms around her to tease her breasts, and like a lamb, parted her legs wide at his urging. He stepped between her legs, guiding his cock to her wetness. He tantalized her, letting the crown of his cock rub her clit, his shaft thrusting across the sensitive flesh between her two holes. Finally, as she arched her back seductively against him, he slid. But your sister is doing something special for your husband and the only way you can be sure he will be all yours again is to do the same thing." I don't understand?" I think the only way to explain it is to show you what you have to do. Will that be unpleasant for you, my dear?" Wilson placed his hand on the woman's full, firm thigh and felt her tension."No... not if that's what I need to save my marriage. But? What are you going to do?" What your sister is doing for your husband," and Wilson. I hastened over to it and cramming everything in shut it deliberately. Turning around I winced at the speculative and amused gleam in his eyes. ‘We are sharing a meal, nothing else!’ In my head it sounded very firm, but we both knew it wasn’t delivered that way. ‘I wouldn’t dream of it. I just wanted to apologize for my early actions, Marie.’ ‘Ok. Then please sit and let’s see what we have.’ Pushing the cart against the side of the bed and bringing the chair over we sat down to dine at our.