We became friends and she invited me to her house. I met her husband. I helped her with yard work. After we would finish the work we would sit on the ...deck with a glass of wine and rest before I would go home. This day we finished working and we sat down. Then all of a sudden, Alice jumped up and asked if I wanted to get in the pool to cool off. I told her that I did not have a swim suit. She said no worries, took off her clothes and got in. She looked so fucking hot naked. I followed her lead. With this she bounced off me and turned around to face me. She had a wild and desperate look in her eyes, so I pulled her down on the bed at the same time spitting out dave's cock and rolling up over her. I hooked my arms under the crook of both of her knees, lifted her lissom legs into the vertical and eased my pelvis towards her centre fold.As I positioned, she grabbed her brothers cock and said happy now," let me taste my brothers cum!" with that, she pulled him down towards her by his prick. Not a bad plan, except that today was technicolour, the full spectrum from infra-ready to ultra-violently ecstatic."When the safe sex lecturer said to use a rubber, they meant a prophylactic, not an eraser ... Kettle wench... !! Then perhaps I'll forget you owe me for all those prints you made yesterday..." I fired the broadside without breaking step, the last salvo shredding her sails as I disappeared into the studio, heaving to alongside the computer whilst Dee headed for galley slave duties,. My mind was working overtime, wondering if they were fucking right now…I went for a shower and, when I got back to the bedroom, I had several notifications from both of them. I looked at Anita’s first; but she said nothing unusual. I knew she was not aware about Peter’s messages…I just asked her what she was doing right now.The quick reply I received was a picture of her lying fully naked in a bed…So I decided to check Peter's messages.His first picture was showing Anita bending over to pick.