I lay there, listening to them, thinking there is no way Bill will let them touch me. Then I heard a whisper in my ear, in an excited voice, "dear do ...you want them to touch you” Bill I said "are you sure you want that.” "Only if you do” Wow let me think about this I said. “OK guys let’s have a beer and give her some time” I heard Bill say. Just lay there dear so the guys can look at you while they have a beer. I lay there spread out as the guys went to the bar for another beer. Laying there. Another orgasm! Dave was on a roll.Dave reached over and grabbed a bit more oil and then started dribbling the oil over her pussy, so it dripped down her ass crack as well. He pushed his fingers into the pooled oil and worked it into her pussy, allowing his fingers to slide back in easily. He pushed and pulled at her cunt and pussy lips until he could tell she was almost ready and then focused on her clit again and Helen let out an even bigger moan and grabbed the back of his head. She pulled. "I can never follow your logic on something like this. It's something I would run screaming from if it were up to me, but I was enthusiastic about it from your first comment on. And I can't explain that, either. Well, other than I love you," she giggled. "But that doesn't keep me from wanting to get the hell out of here," she finished, a frown on her pretty face."Come on," Dave said, pushing his door fully open, "let's walk over to the store and get a coke."Evie got out on her side, then. The boy needed discipline, not indulgences. She honestly didn't know what she would say if Jordan DID propose. Decisions, always decisions she thought as she finally fell asleep.---Todd was not surprised to wake up home alone that Saturday. He didn't mind though as he loved quiet Saturday mornings. In other words a Saturday morning... hell, any morning that he didn't have to listen to his mother's voice nagging at him was great. Sure, lots of time she was right... but sometimes she was wrong.