”“Aww, it’s ok, really..I probably would have done the same in your shoes, I mean, curiosity is hard to resist, don’t you think?” She smiled... a sweet smile. She was now stood at the side of me, looking down with her sparkling eyes. I hadn’t realized that she was only wearing one of Marcus’s t-shirts..it barely covered her crotch, probably due to the proportions of her fairly large breasts. Jesus! I could see the shadow of her nipples through the thin material, I averted my eyes and shifted. “Here he is, David Fucking Attenborough,” Owen said as I got closer.“What are you on about?” I asked although I had an idea where he was going with it.“Following those two giraffes around,” he said with contempt, as we both watched them striding across the quadrangle to join their friends on the other side.“They’re okay,” I answered, “They’re kind of funny when you get to know them.”“Yeah, funny-looking,” Owen said, “Don’t tell me you’re trying to get a fuck out of one of ‘em?”“Or both of. I know.”Cee seemed to relax. “They do want to be touched, don’t they?”“Mmm,” I responded, brain and adrenalin racing. “Would you mind? She is your wife, I mean.”My cock was hammering beneath my shorts looking for an exit. “Well, you could caress your own breasts as you touch hers,” I suggested, my voice a tad strained.Cee almost glared in response. “That’s blackmail!”“Yes,” I said. “But they do want to be touched, as you said,” I added after a pause. God, if this was to happen, I’m going to. All the guys hung out with them and took turns dancing with Anne. She looked amazing in her beautiful dress.Later, they took a limo to a fancy hotel where Anne and Jake started off having sex in a hot tub. The other people watched them having sex. She’s seen bouncing up and down on Jake’s cock. Her breasts were bouncing up and down. They were kissing passionately. Some boys help her out of the tub and move her over to the bed. There was a group of boys that arranged her on the bed. Jake was on.