My wife gets on her knees and kisses her softly and says lets all go to bed we can do this again tomorrow. We turn off the VCR close the lights slowin...g making our way upstairs to the bedroom, my wife held my cock all the way to the room kissing my neck as we watched Claire's ass move in front of us to the bedroom. Cum and pussy juice shinning on her inner thighs , opening the door we all made our way to the bed like we had done it a million times, we really were tired, drunk and glowing we all. I was to let them know by replying online, if I would attend. I had written some fan mail to SexGoddess under the pseudonym HotGuy. Her erotic stories on the site I joined had always managed to make me hard. The location was close to me and I hadn’t made plans yet for that date. Sure I would go, I wrote back. As a recently divorced father of one son, I was enjoying my newfound freedom. I had been married for 10 years to one woman, but as the years went by Nancy seemed disinterested in. " To me, you and Sylvia were as different as night and day."Sarah watched as Cynthia sifted through her memories of Sylvia, Sarah, Sally, and their conversation then considered what her surroundings felt like. Cynthia took a deep breath then said, "Okay. I'll accept you are Sarah and you are talking to me telepathically. For some time now, I felt like I was having strange dreams but everything was kind of foggy." We understand," said Sarah, Sally and Terry.Sally continued with, "We had dreams. “Ain’t seen the Panth fer a fortnight, Jackie me boyo,” the Fence pulled me close an’ whispered yesterday, “Got a tip off ‘bout an old girl in Vine Street what ain’t bin seen about on her pins for a while; maybe she’s popped her clogs, eh? The Panth said ‘e was gonna check ‘er place out the other night but ‘e ain’t shown up since, an’ ‘e’s normally regular as clockwork is the Panther.”“Maybe there weren’t nuffink there werf nickin’.” I suggested unenfusiastic-like, as I laid out a box of old.