Sadly before the target was reached she took my hand and gently removed it. I can see her point. Even if- big if- she felt as attracted as I did this ...was not really private. And she may not have wanted passengers, who might walk down the aisle, watching her vagina being stroked, particularly by a stranger. I did not return my hand to her leg. I did not know how much she wanted to play this game the way I did, and molester is not my style. The pressure remained from our arms on each other and. We were back in the room and I was having renewed thoughts of the reason why I was actually here."No," Susan agreed, "but why not? It didn't do you any harm, did it? Just a stop along the way, nothing to take away from why you came. And didn't it make you feel really good to help somebody like that?" You mean Celeste?" I asked wryly. "Or Bertie?"She laughed. "Maybe both," she said. "My God, she's what, like fifty you think?" Thereabouts," I agreed."And they will have been married twenty-five or. He asked me if Michael had cum inside me.I told him yes and I obviously didn't expect to be licked out. He smiled and licked my pussy once.He looked up at me and smiled."Salty",he said and proceeded to lick me hungrily, like a starving man enjoying a hot meal. He licked out every last drop.Then he reached down to the floor and grabbed something.My dildo. He told me to start using it...I had masturbated in front of many men before,and two women, so I wasn't embarrassed. I was horny.Very horny.As. They sat next to each other on the benches that lined the table in the kitchen. This was their time. Ordinarily, on a Saturday morning, the twins and any number of their friends would be sleeping over. Being teenagers, they usually stayed up late and slept in. During the week, he would have left for the shop by now and Joanne would be going to work.But not on Saturdays.Later in the morning, the family would all do their usual chores, whether it was cleaning the house, caring for the animals,.