As I pulled up outside the bar, Jane and Ben were just leaving, arm in arm. Her dress was looking a bit dishevelled, with a lot of breast on show and ...as she walked anyone who wanted could have seen plenty of stocking clad thigh. They both got in the back of the car and I was ordered to drive home.As I drove I kept an eye in the mirror and watched as they made out in the back seat. They soon had their tongues down each other’s throats as the kissed deeply. Jane’s legs were open and Ben’s hand. " She knew she was challenging him with a lie for she had seen him, held him in her hand, and she had taken his measure in the depths of her throat, and the thought of the length and breadth of him stuffing the untried sheath of her ass was, at once, both thrilling and daunting."Okay, mom," he snarled without gentleness, and he began pulling her hips onto his spike with relentless pressure.His dick sunk irresistibly into her rectum; inch by creeping inch he took her and she devoured him. She. "Then she started unbuttoning the other girl's blouse.I'm sure the poor girl was scared to death, but her fingers went around to the zipper at the back of her skirt and pushed it down. Michelle was standing back just a little, enough to finish unbuttoning her blouse. She pushed the top off and then reached around to unsnap her bra.When she was standing in her pantyhose only, Michelle picked up the lingerie and slipped it on over the other girl's head and arms. "Now the rest of it," Michelle. ” He clinked my glass with his, then tossed back a big gulp. I followed suit and choked on the burning jet fuel as it seared my throat. “Smooth,” I coughed.“I filled him in on your conditions,” Irene continued, graciously ignoring what an unmanly excuse for a husband I was. “You would consent to me continuing the affair with my bröther, if you were occasionally allowed to watch.”My heart leapt in my chest. It was exactly what I wanted, but hadn’t fully dared to hope for. Hearing about it.