When I think back on that Sunday morning and what I said when I started to cum in Abby's ass (again), I am reminded of this line from Arthur C. Clarke's Book *2001: A Space Oddysey.*

"MY GOD! IT'S FULL OF STARS"

In this case, it was the exquisite sensation and astonishment of this orgasm into Abby and all the sensations that are/were related to it.

"Cum in my ass! Cum in my ass! Cum in my ass!..." was all Abby was saying between her own moans and gasping from her orgasm. Mine was a pretty long orgasm and it gradually began to subside.

Someone was squeezing my balls pretty hard like they wanted to squeeze out every last drop of my semen.

I had pretty much forgotten about Peter standing behind me with Trisha watching me fuck his sister in the ass. It was too much for him and his gentle stroking and seeing me cum in her ass was enough to take him over his own edge. This time, he didn't squirt all over Abby and me and contained his cum in his right hand. He shared his cum with Trisha.

My balls "emptied" inside Abby, I felt them released by grasping hands and the fingers slide out of my ass. Trish and Peter moved away and sat down near the video camera that had been and was still recording the scene. Abby stood upright and against my chest, my cock still firmly planted in and plugging her ass. As my hands glided over her abdomen, chest and breasts, I gently and tenderly kissed her on her neck. For all the wonders of cumming inside her, it was these moments that were so tender and precious to me.

"How are you doing?" I quietly asked Abby.

"Mmmm...great!" She wasn't imitating a certain cereal commercial, though. "I want more," Abby said.

"I'm already working on the next batch of my special breakfast cream sauce," I said. I held her close to me and she turned her head so that we could kiss each other. As we held those kisses, Abby slowly turned so that my semi-erect cock would slide out of her ass and we could embrace and kiss face-to-face. She had us turned for the optimal view of the camera and when she was ready, she dropped down to her knees and took my cock into her mouth and gently sucked and cleaned it.

Ass-to-mouth experiences were something that Catie and I were just getting into during our last sexual days with each other. We were cautious and concerned about possible adverse effects of bacterial infection, though we suffered few obvious effects from such anal/oral play. Abby and I were much more experienced in this type of sexual play and she seemed to really enjoy it. I knew women who were into anal sex and play, but this was the line that some wouldn't cross and I never insisted on them crossing that line.

The butter that we used as lubrication didn't have the somewhat bitter/acrid taste that our lubricants did. There was a reason why some people preferred butter, vegetable oils, and shortenings for anal play. You just wanted to make sure that you kept these separate from normal food preparation.

With my cock semi-erect, Abby could easily engulf my cock within her mouth and suck out and clean my cum off my cock. She grasped my balls while she was sucking me and slid a couple of her fingers up my ass to stimulate me back to a relatively hard and erect cock. She wasn't kidding when she said she wanted more (cock).

When she was *satisfied* after cleaning my cock, Abby stood up, kissed me (making sure that we shared my *cock juice*), turned around, spread her legs as she bent over the countertop, and said "And now, do me!"

I knew what she wanted. She still wanted to retain most of the cum I had shot into her ass. Otherwise, she would have had my get down on the floor so that she could allow it to drain out of her ass. Her asshole was pretty puffy after all the fucking we had done this morning. I placed my pointed tongue at the center of her anus and gently licked over the puffy surface. I grasped her butt cheeks and spread them apart so that I made sure that I reached in as far as I could with the tip of my tongue to collect some small portion of my special cream sauce. Of course, it had a buttery taste to it from the butter that we had used as lubricant. Abby, like Catie, found this oddly relaxing and erotically stimulating feeling my tongue and mouth at their *back door,* knowing that I would spend as much time as necessary to have them feel satisfied.

After a few minutes, Abby indicated that she was *satisfied* for the moment. Once again, we turned to face each other and share our cum-laden kisses. We finally broke from our embrace and walked over towards where Trisha and Peter were sitting and watching us (while fondling each other). Although we knew they were watching us, there was nothing different (at least to me) about the way Abby and I were with each other after our sexual sessions. Abby reached down to turn off the recorder and ejected the tape. I went back over to the counter area where all our fun had occurred and wiped the area with a couple of paper towels before wiping it down with a disinfectant. I placed the butter bowl in the sink for later cleaning when we were really done.

While I was cleaning the counter, Abby was asking Trisha about feeling me cum while her fingers were inside my rectum. Trisha admitted that she was surprised at how well she could feel it that way.

"I just love sitting on top of him (referring to me), with my fingers up his ass and my hands coddling his balls as he cums in me. Doesn't matter whether he's in my ass or my pussy; feeling those squirts through my fingers just adds to the feeling of him in my ass or my pussy," Abby said. The conversation continued on and around these actions and Abby definitely recommended that Trish do that to Peter to get the full sensation of her man cumming in her. I stood there at the counter and took in this scene and the conversation. Even though Abby and I had loosely planned to have this type of sexual interlude in the kitchen, that addition of Trisha and Peter was an unexpected addition that didn't take away from "our time" together.

"Let's watch the tape," Abby said as she took it to the living room, put it in the VCR, and turned on the TV. We got some towels to sit on and blankets to put over us. Abby and I were going to sit in the reclining chair and Peter and Trish were sitting on the couch just as if it was a typical naked Sunday morning.

Abby sat on my lap as we curled up in the chair together. Abby had the VCR remote control in her hand.

"We have something we want to ask you," Trish said. "Actually, it's a fantasy we want to try if you're willing." Abby set the remote control down as we indicated that we'd listen to them.

Trish did most of the talking at first and she was talking very quickly like she wanted to get it out before she lost her nerve. I told her to slow down, it was okay to ask us and to tell us what she/they wanted to experience. I think that calmed her slightly though I could tell she was really nervous. Peter would add details here and there about things that the two of them had talked about. It didn't take very long to get the basic desire for Trisha to experience two guys at once. They went on to explain to me/us why they were asking. Neither Peter nor Trisha were sure that any of their (single) male friends could be, as they put it, *trusted* to get involved in this way. There were several couple that they knew that they had considered asking. As nervous as they were, they felt more comfortable asking me (and by extension, Abby for her *permission*) for this fantasy.

"You guys have done that before?" they asked.

"He has, I haven't," Abby said. There was an inquisitive look on their faces.

"I've had some threesome experiences where I was one of two guys," I said. Of course, I thought immediately of the experiences that Catie and I had. But there were also Mark and Jody and Bob and Cheryl that were focused around my skiing trips in Colorado. I added "And Catie and I had some threesome experiences and some experiences that involved more than three of us. Abby and I haven't. It's just not something that she and I have done," I said.

I didn't add the word *yet* even though it was an option for Abby, if she ever wanted to experience it with me. Our shared experiences had been with her girlfriends and not with any additional male companions. I thought the experience from the previous day at the beach might have her consider it as an option in our future. It certainly wouldn't take place today because that was one boundary that she and I were not going to break with her brother.

"So, how do you know that the babies were yours?" Trisha asked me referring back to Catie's pregnancy.

"Because Catie didn't have sex with multiple male partners until after she had gotten pregnant, though we didn't know she was pregnant at the time. We met another couple from Minneapolis on the train back to Chicago and spent some time with them. After we got back to Chicago, we flew to Minneapolis in early December to stay with them, where she (Catie) had multiple male sex partners with and including me. Timing wise, she got pregnant at the end of October while we were out here or early November when she came to be with me in North Carolina. That's how we knew."

"Did you know this?" Trish asked Peter.

"No, I suspected she or they might have shared multiple sex partners," Peter said. "Catie's friends seemed like they were pretty wild bunch."

"Oh, they are," I replied.

"Can I ask how many guys?" Trisha asked. I looked at Abby and I sensed that she didn't want me to give the actual number.

"Yes," I replied. "We were able to fill all three of her *holes* at the same time," I said without giving her the actual number.

Abby knew the details, of course, and hadn't said anything to anyone (as far as I knew). Neither had I. Other than talking with Abby, I hadn't said anything to anyone about the experiences that Catie and I had during that weekend in Minneapolis. At that time, I wasn't ready to open up about it. Some of the feelings were still just too raw after her death.

"So what is it like?" Peter asked me.

"I can't speak for the female partners, though my observation is that it can be a very intense experience," I said. "And awkward," I added. Abby giggled.

"Awkward?" Trisha asked.

"It's nothing like what you see in those X-rated tapes from the video store," I said. "It can take a lot more effort to get into a position that you want and get lined up the way you want," I said to her. "And you need to be mindful about what you're doing and where the cock that's inside you has been. Actually, that's a shared responsibility."

I gave the example that Abby and I didn't do anal to vaginal sex. Vaginal to anal, yes. But not the other way around. We both kept track of that. I even pointed out that after Abby pulled me out of her ass and took my cock in her mouth in a bit of ass-to-mouth play, that we had kissed.

"Before we have vaginal sex again, my cock will be cleaned, we'll brush our teeth, and follow that with a mouthwash to kill any residual bacteria." They both understood what I was getting at.

I turned to Peter and said, "And you can't get freaked out about touching another guy's parts. Cock-to-cock or ball-to-ball contact happens and can't really be avoided in this type of sex. And you can't freak out because another guy is touching you trying to help position himself and/or you to get the right angle or position. If that idea freaks you out, then multiple male partner sex is not for you."

Although it was exciting to be talking about this as a possibility, I did have mixed feelings about this because this was a day that I really wanted to spend as much time being intimate with Abby as I could before I departed the next morning. And I didn't want or even need to say "yes" without Abby's approval.

"Speaking of cleaning up," Abby said, "I think we should clean up now before we watch the tape." I agreed and we got up and headed upstairs to the bathroom while leaving Peter and Trisha downstairs.

Abby lovingly washed my cock and balls with a warm and soapy washcloth. It was more than just the sensation. I really loved watching her do this, particularly watching her actions reflected in the mirror. She rinsed out the washcloth and then wiped the soap from my cock and balls. When she finished, she stood up and we kissed.

"I love the way you do that," I told Abby.

"I love doing this," she replied.

We went on to brush our teeth. And then with the mouthwash. In those days, they had a fairly high alcohol content as an anti-bacterial rinse. All minty, fresh, and clean, we were ready for vaginal play once again. We headed back downstairs where Peter and Trisha were curled up on the couch together. They had already started watching the videotape while we were upstairs.

"God, this is so hot!" Trisha said to us as the images played upon the television screen. The unblinking eye of the camera had recorded it all. Trish was stroking Peter's cock (which was hard once again). Of course, I also got hard again as Abby was sitting on my lap. I couldn't help but be reminded of the first time my ex-wife and I watched a rented X-rated tape with another married couple and the effect that it had on the four of us. But that was another story that occurred at a different time in our lives.

We got to the part of the tape where Trish and Peter came downstairs and eventually were beside us as I fucked Abby in the ass. It was the first time they had seen themselves naked on camera and they found it incredibly erotic. Abby and I were watching their reaction to seeing themselves on the videotape. Abby whispered to me to look at how hard Trisha's nipples were. I had already noticed. I whispered back that I bet that she was very, very wet, too.

"I think you should fuck her in the ass," Abby whispered back to me.

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"I heard that," Trisha immediately responded in a direct and yet cooing tone.

"Well, what do you think?" Abby asked. I assumed the question was directed at Trish, but it was directed more generally at all of us. There was some talk between Abby and Trish about taking my cock up the ass since she had seen Abby and I up close and she had just watched the replay on the videotape.

"I'm game!" Trisha said. "Me, too!" added Peter. I looked at Abby. She smiled and nodded her head.

"Let's do it, then," I replied. We were going to go up to Peter's room but decided that we'd use the living room instead. I went upstairs and got some condoms and brought them downstairs. They were what Peter or I could use to be in Trisha's ass and then remove to go into her mouth or her pussy.

"I can tell you've done this before," Peter said.

"Yes, I have," I replied.

Abby was going to be the videographer since she and Peter certainly weren't going to directly participate with each other. We moved the video recorder deck, the camera, and the tripod from the kitchen to the living room. We mapped out how we would start, what we were going to do in what order, and how we were going to finish. We all agreed that if we needed to stop for any reason, we would. Things might not go exactly as planned.

Where we decided we'd *finish* was with me on my back with Trisha riding my cock in her pussy and Peter behind her with his cock in her ass. I told them when we got to this point, it was really up to them to control the degree and pace of penetration as I would be on my back to provide the ride.

"One more thing. If we get to that point, do you want me to cum in you?" I asked Trish.

"Oh, yes!" she replied. "Why wouldn't I?"

I didn't want her to end up with an unwanted or unexpected creampie.

As Abby was getting ready to start the video, I went over and whispered in her ear "If we get to the last position, why don't you place the camera on the tripod and cum sit on my face?" Abby looked at me knowingly since this was something she and I had done with her girlfriends. I gave her a wink and she gave me a nod of acknowledgement. I didn't want her to feel cumpletely left out of the fun.

The blankets and towels went down on the floor and once Abby was ready to start recording, we started to fulfill Trish and Peter's fantasy. Really! This was a kinkier family than I had imagined.

Trish dropped down to her hands and knees into a doggy position facing towards the kitchen. It was still cloudy outside and the light coming through the windows was relatively soft and added to the light from the table and floor lamps that were illuminated. Peter was very erect as he stepped into position in front of Trish and dropped down to his knees. She immediately took his cock into her mouth, gradually working her mouth over the head of his cock and then taking more and more of the shaft into her mouth and towards her throat. I was standing behind Abby as she videoed this scene and watched for more than a minute as Trish worked her magic on Peter's cock. He gently grasped her head to pull her further down his cock and then got into a rhythm to have him sliding in and out of her mouth.

I finally stepped forward, appearing from the right side of the video frame. Like Peter, I was also quite erect and ready to enter Trish. I stepped between her spread legs and dropped down to my knees. I leaned forward and brought my mouth and tongue to her pussy from behind. That surprised Trish and she lurched forward on Peter's cock because we hadn't discussed me doing this. Peter commented on just how *wicked* this looked to him from his point of view; him seeing his cock in Trisha's mouth and me leaned over so that my eyes, the top of my head, and my bent over body was behind her while I gave her a nice licking. Of course the other part of the wickedness was that Peter had cum in Trish earlier and I was tasting his cum in addition to her juices. Again, we hadn't discussed that. Abby moved over behind Peter's shoulder to record that view. Trish was virtually purring as a result of the sensations she was experiencing.

"I've got a nice view, too," I said before returned to Trisha's pussy. Abby came around behind me starting with a shot of my ass, then upward towards Peter before moving in where I was giving Trisha a serious tongue lashing. I pulled back ever so slightly so that Abby could get a good view of my tongue sliding up and down and over Trisha's slit. I could see and feel her legs quivering. I wasn't sure whether she on the edge of an orgasm or it was just the excitement of doing this for the very first time. Once I thought Abby had enough footage, I pulled back from Trisha's pussy, got upright on my knees and "walked" (on my knees) to get closer and into position to slide my cock inside her pussy. Abby stayed right there to capture it all.

My cock was dripping pre-cum as I moved forward and I brought the tip of my cock to contact and begin to spread her labial folds.

"Are you ready for this?" I asked. I got the acknowledgement from Trisha as an "mmm-hmmm," her mouth full of Peter's cock. I looked up at Peter and he nodded his head with approval. Without another word, I pressed my cock into and through her opening. I was positioned and angled so that I could enter her with nearly my full length with a single stroke, assuming that I could.

Trisha was incredibly wet when my mouth and tongue reached her pussy. It seemed even moreso now. As I slid into her she was warm and wet and provided a nice firmness as I went ever deeper into her. I felt the resistance building as I went deeper. I wasn't able to push all the way into her on that first stroke in. But moving forward slightly on my knees, I withdrew my cock slightly before pressing all the way into Trisha. I grabbed her hips to push/pull myself all the way into her. She moaned, gasped, let Peter's cock out of her mouth and went into orgasm mode. She finally remembered that she needed Peter's cock back in her mouth. I just held her still at the her hips and watched her and Peter while she continued to cum.

Her orgasm finally subsided. And she released Peter's cock from her mouth so that she could get more air.

"I think she likes it!" I said to no one in particular.

"FUCK YES!" was Trisha's response.

After she caught her breath, I started to stroke in and out of her. She took Peter back into her mouth and we played with various rhythms of her stroking or being stroked back and forth between Peter's cock and mine. A few minutes of this had Trisha cum again and once her orgasm subsided again, I suggested that Peter and I should change places. He and got up and moved around Trish to trade places. Peter went straight into her with his cock after he got on his knees. Once he was inside her, she took my cock into her mouth.

Again, something that we hadn't discussed was the fact that being in Trisha's pussy meant that my cock would have some of Peter's cum on it in addition to all of her juices. But if that was ever a consideration for Trisha, she didn't show it or say anything. She took my cock into her mouth and started to suck it clean. Like I noted previously, my cock was just a little longer than Peter's was, though he looked like his cock might have been a bit wider than mine. But we weren't measuring in this particular moment. I was just being careful that I didn't force my cock down her throat if she didn't want me or couldn't take me that deep. With our combined stroking and her head bent back, she eventually took the full length of my cock into her mouth and down her throat. She was definitely experienced at doing this as there was not the gag reaction that can sometimes occur. Trish had a couple of more orgasms before she finally released my cock from her mouth suction and caught her breath again.

"How are you guys doing?" Abby asked us. The consensus was *great!* With my cock out of Trisha's mouth, she tilted up on her knees as it was time for the next phase of our threesome plan. Trisha opened a condom packet to carefully and deliberately unroll it over my cock. Peter, with his cock still inside of Trisha, watched over her shoulder. Some people have a great deal of fun putting on a condom; making a big production of it. Trisha certainly seemed to enjoy unrolling and filling the condom with my cock.

"Ever put a condom on a guy while another guy was already inside you?" I asked her.

"No," she replied.

"Another first for you!"

We were using a condom so that, when we assumed our new starting positions, I could enter Trish anally while Peter was in her vagina and then I could strip off the condom when Peter and I switched positions. But once the condom was on and seemed secure, we turned our attention to the movement to our next combination of sexual positions. Peter slowly pulled his cock out of Trish just to tease her. Once he was out, we all moved to the next position we were going to try.

Peter got down on the floor on his back, his hard cock pulsing to his heartbeat. Trisha straddled him. Abby and I were watching from the rear (actually she was still recording, I was watching) as Trisha took Peter's cock in her hand, positioned it at the correct angle and slid down on it like she had done so many times before. She was saying something to Peter that I couldn't hear, but it caused him to smile, reach up and then the two of them to lean towards each other with a long kiss.

"Okay, I'm ready," Trisha said.

I stepped in behind Peter and Trisha and got down on my knees between their legs. Abby was behind me down at floor level and she turned on the light on the video camera to get better lighting during my insertion into Trisha.

"While I'm back here, do you want me to try to slip in there with Peter before I slide my cock in your ass?" I asked, referring to a double vaginal penetration. We hadn't discussed that earlier.

Trisha thought about it for a moment before saying "I don't think both of you can fit in there."

"We can try it and if it's not going to work, we can go on and do what we planned," I replied. She agreed and told us she'd tell us if she needed to stop. I got up for a moment and walked away to get the tube of lubricant. Abby recorded a great view of my ass as I walked away. As I returned with the lubricant, I first shook the tube at Trisha and then at Abby. I stopped so that Abby could record me applying and spreading the lubricant over condom wrapped around the length of my cock. Satisfied that I was sufficiently lubricated for what we were about to try, I placed the cap back on the tube and got back on my knees between Trisha's and Peter's legs. I reached down and spread the residual lubricant on my fingers over the "underside" of Peter's cock (that was facing upward in this position. He didn't recoil or react negatively to my touch.

"I think everything is sufficiently well lubricated now and Peter looks like he's in you nice and deep," I said.

"I'll go nice and slow so that I don't stretch you too fast,"

I heard Trish take a deep breath before I got my cock into position.

I placed the tip of my cock just above Peter's balls to slide up along the ridge that defined where his urethra was. Except for the thing layer of latex that separated us, under any other circumstance we would have had cock-on-cock contact as the tip of my cock first entered Trisha. I was mindful that the head of my cock was entering her just under the hood of skin near her clitoris and that the degree of stretching that she have experienced here was limited. The fact that the head of my cock actually made it into her was a promising sign.

Peter held still inside her as I slowly pressed into her. Of course, he was also feeling the pressure applied by my cock to the underside of his cock as my cock pressed forward. I had managed to get the first inch beyond the head of my cock into Trish when she first reacted to the filling and the stretching she was experiencing. We kept going very slowly. Ultimately, she had me stop with my cock about halfway into her. She would have liked more but thought it prudent to stop when she did rather than trying to take both Peter's and my cock entirely into her vagina (something to work towards).

I pulled my cock out of her and reached for the tube of lubricant. Although Trisha and Peter were, by their own accounts, experienced with anal sex, it was always a good thing to take advantage of lubrication. Abby videoed my application of that clear lubricant and I stuck my cock forward and wrapped my right hand around my cock for her and simulated jerking off for her to add to the recording. I also added more lubricant to my fingers and slid them in and around her anus. She noted that she was accustomed to Peter's fingers being in and around her ass. It was a different sensation knowing that someone else's fingers were now playing with her ass.

Satisfied that she was sufficiently lubricated and (hopefully) a bit more relaxed after having me gently playing with her ass, I asked her if she was ready.

"I think so," Trisha said.

"That doesn't sound like a rousing endorsement," I replied. Trisha turned her head back to me and said "I'm ready! NOW FUCK ME IN THE ASS!"

"That's better," I replied. Peter started laughing at the interchange between the tow of us.

Abby got in behind me and placed the camera down on the blanket to get the view of Peter laying on his back with his cock already inside of Trisha's pussy and to record my penetration of her ass with my cock. Of course, my personal view was from above and I brought my condom wrapped cock tip to her anus and just placed there in contact her anal rosebud. Since she wasn't an anal virgin, she knew what to expect when I started to press forward into her.

She practically cooed when the head of my cock spread her anal sphincter open and the head popped through. There's always been something about the head of the cock popping through that muscle ring that is, at least, symbolic of the first step of penetration. I could only imagine what it felt like for Trisha to have Peter's cock inside her already and to know and feel me entering her from behind. Abby got up from the floor behind me and brought the camera and herself to my life to look from above as I applied a continuous pressure to slide deeper into Trisha.

"Oh, I'm feeling so full," Trisha said as I got about half the length of my cock into her ass.

"Am I hurting you? Do you want me to stop?" I asked.

"No," she replied. "It feels...different feeling two cocks in me...." Her voice trailed off as I pulled back and then started the slow stroke forward going a little deeper with each stroke. She wasn't tight in the sense of providing a lot of resistance to penetration. Rather, she was warm and her rectum pliable as I went deeper inside her. I looked up at Abby holding the camera as she recorded my cock slowing getting deeper into Trisha's ass. Abby moved further up towards Trisha's and Peter's head to record their facial expressions as I went deeper.

Peter was quietly asking her what she was feeling as I pressed deeper inside her and she was trying to tell him what it felt like, what she was feeling as two cocks more fully penetrated her. So far, it was everything she wanted and more to have two guys inside her this way. I had about another inch to one and a half inches to go to be fully inserted into Trish when I felt the first "resistance" inside her. This wasn't an unexpected sensation for me as I had encountered this before. It was one of the folds, one of the *valves* in her rectum and it was just a matter of getting it to *open.*

As I was to discover later, Peter bumped into this point of resistance but didn't really press through it. It was like a teasing and it had more to do with cock length than resistance. I was a little longer than Peter was (or any other guy that Trisha had anal sex with). I was going slow at this point and it seemed that the head of my cock was making progress into her. But, I wanted to know if she was sure she wanted me to press forward and all the way into her. I asked her if she wanted the last inch or more of me inside her.

"Hell, YES!" she replied. I wasn't going to "slam" my cock all the way into her but I was going to press firmly to see of the resistance would give way. I repositioned myself slightly to give myself more leverage and a better angle and then grasped her hips so that I'd be able to hold her in place. Without any verbal warning, I pressed forward and pulled/held her hips to allow my cock to go all the way in. I felt the resistance give way and that sort of narrowing *grab* the head of my cock as it passed through. I was balls deep with the base of my cock pressed all the way into her ass.

Trisha had an immediate reaction to that opening inside her and Abby caught it on tape. And then there was a string of "stay there" and "don't pull out!" that she was saying. I didn't move once I was all the way in her. Gradually, whatever pain she felt subsided and she told me I could move and start stroking inside her ass. Before I did, Abby returned to take some video of my cock all the way inside Trish from above and below/behind her.

Between Trisha moving up and down on Peter's cock and my moving with her or opposite of her motions, we finally found rhythms that worked for us. Trisha had several orgasms from these actions and she gave us a kind of running description about the way it felt to cum with two cocks inside her. I could tell and feel Peter's cock inside Trisha as I stroked or as we both moved inside her. Abby set the video camera up high on a tripod back and to the left of my view and then came and sat down in the chair "in front of" me and Trisha. She sat back, drew her legs up on the seat, spread her legs, and started fingering herself so that both Trisha and I could see. If we kept doing this, Peter, or I, or both of us would cum without switching positions as we planned.