I didn’t stay up tonight as the beer had knocked me a bit so when Bev announced she was turning in I decided I would too which unfortunately meant I... missed my knicker sniffing session however I had a happy sister and Anna to look forward to tomorrow.What was nice was I got my early morning wake up with coffee which was becoming a nice habit, there’s nothing better than waking up to the smell of coffee and my sister’s sweet smiling face looking down on me, so sweet. My morning wood was twitching. I was just so incredibly turned on being a whorish slut with my husband right behind me whispering "good girl" and "You are such a sexy fucking whore" and "You are my filthy slut wife" in my ear.Number six was much older and he came quickly. He pulled out and shot his load on my pregnant belly and I reached down and rubbed his dick snot into my skin. Mike decided that I had been on my knees long enough so he had me get up and sit on his lap. He adjusted himself so his hard cock was between my. I continued to lick her clit and she responded as most women do.“Oh fuck … that’s bringing me on.I am going to cum… get ready.” She said as she wriggled and squirmed as my tongue lathered her clitoris.Then she released her pent up emotion and she came. In doing so provided me with a taste of her that I had not previously experienced. It was as if she was cumming like a man. It wasn’t a spurt. It was a flow of moisture that was similar in texture to, but different from, male cum, only clear. It. We set things up in Robert's home city and met Him for dinner at an upscale hotel restaurant on the Friday night.Jaye (my wife -- then 44 -- for those of you who are new to our saga) was wearing a light cardigan over a linen camisole, her above-the-knee black skirt, garter belt and stockings, hoop earrings, Queen of Spades pendant, and 3" high heels. Of course, no bra or panties -- which is why she had the cardigan: to distract from her long nipples tenting the cami.Robert showed up dressed in.