" you tell him"So who is she?" he asks, getting in your face "Which one of this chicks is your special lady friend? Oh, is that her?" he asks, looking... at a waitress"No. But she is pretty cute." you tell him"Excuse me, miss!" Hide yells, getting her attention "Can I get a cappuccino? You want one, James?" he asks, planning something"No, I'm still working on mine." you say, taking a sip of your coffee"So, one cappuccino." the waitress says, writing down his order"Oh, and what's your name?" he. When we got to the big, beat up house Michael and I headed for the den. He had turned up the heat, drank and toked more, and lost his shirt, jeans and boots and was wearing some CK boxer briefs. I shucked my hoody and sneakers as we flopped onto the couch and flicked on the TV. Michael told me to lose the jeans, so I did, to reveal a tiny CK bikini.He laughed at first then pointed that I was giving his physique some competition. The DVD was playing some bi MMF swinger porn, and we laughed and. ?I?m sorry dear, but that?s the way its going to be, anyway your little cock wouldn?t do nothing for Laura, Tony?s is over twice as big as you? smirked Pauline.Left with no other choice John reluctantly agreed, besides Pauline had made it perfectly obvious that she was going to let Tony fuck her anyway, so he might as well get a taste of his sister-in-laws pussy.The very next day Laura and Pauline set their scheme in motion, the plan was all four would have a meal at Pauline?s and John?s house,. “Yeah.” Replied Carla, who then glanced back down at her iPhone for the twelfth time in as many minutes. “Got an important business call?” Ana smirked. Carla frowned – looked like she was going to squeeze a word out, but then failed to do so. The frown wouldn’t let go of her face, however, the corners of her mouth sinking till it looked like they were going to dip below her chin. Ana’s mouth flattened. “Is there a problem?” Carla shook her head and hid her eyes, and Ana realized there might.