.."I broke in. "What about Jonathan?" Jonathan is Jessica's, or Jess as we call her, boyfriend of seven years and most likely candidate to sire any gr...andchildren I might eventually get."No, he is still in Brazil," she replied. "He'll be here in time for the party, though. Anyway, who is..."Once again I interrupted her, enjoying the prolonged teasing immensely. "What party?" I asked innocently.She would have none of that. "Yes, that party! Joyce has kept us posted."I was not surprised although. "His words were like magic to me. It was something in the way he would say things that really did it.Now I was sexy, but I had to be sexy, like looking and acting were two separate things. I had to prove to him I was sexy, I had to make him want sex. I knew what I needed to do. Slowly, I reached behind my back and pulled on my bra clasp.I took the straps off my shoulder and rolled over. My bra lay over my breasts, nothing holding it on anymore. I could see it was working, I was being sexy.I let. I let all thoughts of jealousy evaporate from me when Adam's tongue began to work my wet pussy. In a way, it was hot to be in such close proximity to Cassie. The challenge of staying silent made the pleasure all the more powerful. Adam’s tongue plunged relentlessly into my slick folds and it was not long at all before I felt my orgasm beginning to build within me. I let a small moan break through my defense and spun my head to look down at my sister- she was still asleep, but I started to. The guys would tell her to swallow it sometimes. Other times, they would make her spit on herself. They called her names, slapped her, fucked her as hard as they could and she would only beg for more as she came on their dicks. Over and over, scene after scene, my wife was fucked by guy afer guy. After a while, I loved to know she had sex with strangers. The faces were always blurred out but I knew she wasn’t fucking my friends. When I got home, we had amazing sex and she told me she was done.