"Oh yeah. You should have seen the evidence in the car. He had souvenirs in a box in the car. They spilled all over the inside. Plain sight. We got ju...st cause for a search warrant for his residence." He rubbed his hands together in glee. "And as soon as he wakes up, I'm taking him into interrogation. I'll break him Jenna, and then he'll be put away for the rest of his life."Jenna's smile slipped somewhat. She tried to ignore the feeling of disappointment. What should she be disappointed about?. Roxy reached across the table and placed her hand on mine. She had always been that type of friend, one I could confide in and one that could read a mind.“Say no more,” Roxy said. “I’d love to meet these guys."“You don’t have to,” I replied. “I was only hoping you could give me some ideas or a story to tell.”“Oh dear,” Roxy replied, proffering a wink, “I can give you more than a story to tell.”I knew Roxy was a bit on the wild side, but how much on the wild side, I had no idea, until she asked. She inserted first one then two fingers in her vagina and pumped them vigorously. Her eyes were partially closed, her body shone with a light sheen of perspiration. Her breath whistled through her partially opened mouth.She pulled her fingers from her pussy and suck them clean. All the time she held my eyes with an unmotherly sultry look. My cock was painfully hard as I watched her lascivious display.“Your father used to love watching me finger fuck my pussy,” she simpered. “He doesn’t watch me. Then he "engineered" me into further threesomes with three or four different males.It first "happened" by his best friend (divorced) calling on us late at night just after we had started to make love downstairs. (I found out afterwards it was planned by them.)We gave John a drink, I was surprised he had called on us such a late unsociable hour but obviously "P" wasn't in the least surprised and just invited him in.I had donned a dressing gown but was naked underneath, and after we had all three.