Marty took her time. Her fingers gripped the cock and stroked it lightly. When the first dear drop of liquid formed at the end of Les’ cock she lean...ed over and licked it up with her tongue. Les felt the wet warmth of her tongue and he sighed loudly. ‘Do you want it?’ she asked him. ‘Shall I go on?’ ‘Oh yes. Please don’t stop,’ he implored her. ‘Give me head and I’ll do it for you too.’ Marty leaned down again and with her mouth open wide she engulfed Les’ cock. He cried out with the incredible. He just sits there with a grin on his face. I know where this conversation is going and yet I am still surprised when they ask. "Would I go to bed with them?"I suppose I asked to take a shower first so that I could get my head around their request. I step out of their shower and wrap a towel around myself. I walk into their bedroom and they are on the bed. I can see his erection through the thin material of his shorts. They are kissing and he has opened the zip on her hoodie. She has no bra on. About six in the evening they decided to call it a day and said their goodbyes to the others in both teams and we came away. Luke had said about Saturday being a bit of curry night at the house and asked me if I would like to join them. I was pleased that Rob had asked Diane, but would have said yes anyway. Matt jumped in with us for the journey back.“We’re going to pick up Rachel on our way through. You’ve never met her, have you? She’s Matt’s girlfriend.”“Oh, that’ll be nice,” I went on to. Miriam was the Maid of Honor at our wedding. I must admit, even getting married that day, Miriam looked fabulous in her pink satin bridesmaid dress. Half way through our wedding reception, my new sister-in-law asked me to dance. If it hadn't been for several glasses of champagne I'd had earlier, I probably would have declined her offer. It was a fast tune so I said okay. The next tune was a slow dance and she wanted to dance one more time with her new brother-in-law so I obliged. Thank goodness.