Im so screwed. **** As Beth and I drove home she asked to stay the night. I of coarse said yes and the she asked, Have you set a date? I looked at her... confused. For what? The wedding, silly! I spit out the gulp of water id just taken. Beth was laughing histarically. Bitch. A few minuites later after stopping at the store to get snackes for girls night concidering it was Friday. We saw none other than Gracin walking down the heavily wooded back road that leads to our culdesac. What the–? I. He was slowly grinding his hips and his pace quickened and Agness worshiped his cock. Brett’s breathing was getting louder. Then suddenly he stopped and pulled his cock from my wife’s mouth. I could tell by the way she held his cock that she wanted to taste him in her mouth. Being in control, Brett decided otherwise.Brett decided he would enjoy her taste. Brett slid her slacks off, revealing her white laced panties. Just like the matching bra, the thinness and transparency of the lace allowed. I sip it slowly as I look over the various parts of my costume for the night. With a small sigh of anticipation I put down the glass and step out of my dressing gown. "In for a penny . . " I mutter as I pick up the slippery black silk thong. I slide it up my legs, the material feeling soft and slightly cold against my skin. It pulls snugly up between my legs, cupping my neatly trimmed mound and nestling between my buttocks as I pull it high and tight. Next the bra, nothing subtle about this,. It stung a little bit but that wasn’t a bad thing as I was so hard and ready to cum. At this point as she was wiping me down I turned my head to the left and glanced out of the window and noticing that the model on stage and the young man on the front row could see me, and they could see me enjoying having my hard dick in Veronikas hands, that really turned me on.As I looked out of the window, I felt this immense suction around half of my penis, my legs tensed and I bolted more upright from my.