That was enough to jar her into action. Hesitantly, she reached up and wrapped her hand around my shaft. I felt her tug gently on it so I let her guid...e the head to her mouth. Just as she opened her mouth she moaned, then engulfed my dick head. I felt her tongue bathing my glans as her hand stroked me. Then she was taking me deep in her mouth. She was trying to take all of my dick every time she pushed down on it. She was sucking me wildly as Marge ate her pussy. I unfastened my shorts and let. If he didn't know better he would say she was sleeping! Beyond moaning and rare words, she didn't seem to be all that involved. She was just laying there.As he looked at them both the other "him" looked back at Paul in wide eyed shock."WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" Paul roared."Whaa Paul why are you yell ... PAUL WHY ARE YOU OVER THERE TOO!" screamed Lisa coming awake.She was having a wonderful dream that her husband was making wonderful love to her like he did from time to time over the. Mary, lick my cum off my wifes tits! he gasped still recovering. I didnt dare argue, the threat of my parents knowing what I had been doing still hung over me like a black cloud. I kneeled down in front of Margaret, tentatively licked some of his cum into my mouth, the cum made a stringey rope and I sucked it into my mouth. Having been so turned on watching him ram his cock into his wifes face, I lapped up his juices, moving his cum around in my mouth tasting him. There was a large glob hanging. Sitting alone in a strange place unsettled her a bit.The lounge was plush enough to set a romantic mood, she noted. Deep, dark carpeting, simulated gas lighting along wood paneled walls. Framed artwork she could not make out hung at regular intervals. There were no stools at the bar. Square pedestal tables occupied the floor space, none with more than two cane-back chairs. Only hers -- Grayson's -- was different. Two tables had been pushed together in front of a single pew type bench backed up.