I was up first and started the coffee and bacon and eggs. After everything was going I peeked in the room and saw my wife facing away from the door la...ying on her side. Tim was sawing his cock in and out of her. I went back in the kitchen area and when everything was ready I called out, If you guys are done fucking breakfast is ready . My wife came in the kitchen first, she balled up her fist and punched me in the arm. You fucking asshole she said. I reached up under her tank top to find she. As for Mom, she did her share of looking, too, glancing again and again at the outline of my nipples, which were all too apparent through the skimpy nightie I wore. Finally we yielded up our knives and forks, took that last sip of coffee, wiped our mouths with the linen napkins that Mom had always used instead of paper ones. Without a word, we rose to tidy up, clearing away the remains of our breakfast. Mom gently placed the last plate in the sink, then turned to me. I could read the desire she. You've had more than enough time to stake your claim, Ems.” The bolt of jealousy that sizzled through Emily was immediate and entirely unexpected, and she had to curb the urge to deck her friend. Instead, she looked down at her drink and swirled the little cocktail straw. “Good luck with that,” she said under her breath, a secret little smile curving her lips. Just then, a light prickling sensation had Emily rubbing the back of her neck. She turned to look around one more time and found Josh.. I was so sore after sucking him for so long, I told him, yes, but to meet on another day. Before long I was sucking cocks and swallowing cum three days a week. Never knowing what they looked like, but knowing what they were looking for and how to get them to climax, I was getting busy and I didn’t want that. So far I had been lucky that no one had come in, while I was servicing their cocks, but I knew that might not last. I started looking for another location, where we could meet. I found.