"As soon as I was dressed I said, "toddles ladies" and I left."As I drove home I thought about what had just happened and the one thing that stood out... was that I wasn't the least bit upset about it. I had never tried to deny to myself that I didn't love Beth, but it was becoming clear to me that she did love me and that if I could just get by my hang up on what I considered her cheating we could put things back together. Did I want that? The more I thought about it the more I thought I did.But. Regardless she put all that behind her and carried on.She had been told by her friend to use the back entrance which she thought was a little strange but didn’t want to hamper her opportunity so when she arrived she found her way into a dark and dingy alley with a single red door. She knocked at the door and was greeted by a girl about her age but wearing some fairly provokative lingere. “How can I help you?” asked the girl.“I’m here to see John about a job. He should be expecting me” Pammy. It was awkward at first, we were ally self-conscious, but eventually we all began to undress in my sister’s room making sure that the door was bolted.I lay back on the bed and watched Tina undress, she had perky tits and large fleshy vaginal lips, and a deep slit, and her pubic hair was fine and silky. When she pulled her lips apart, her pink wetness was evident, she was obviously getting turned on by the whole situation, and her eyes never left my swelling cock as I began to slowly rub my hand. Now I was fearing the concept of her sharing me, of having to deepthroat someone else to stay in her favor. I thought, 'if that's where it's headed, keep those hazel eyes on your mind. It'll be okay when you get what's coming.' I was wrong. She flicked the cigarette away and motioned for me to follow her. We stepped into her living room, and there was her girlfriend, fingering herself on the couch to a video of Gianna Michaels riding Sara Jay's face. My jaw dropped, my cock popped against my.