I insert two fingers, her favorite. I make the "come here" motion and I tongue play more. She cums.I stop, pulling out my finger and playing with the ...sticky moistness on them. I go back up, face still covered in her honey. I kiss her. She takes the kiss and positions me between her legs. I am on top. She grabs me and slides me into her. She was so wet it was effortless. I begin my rhythm. We fuck. There is back scratching and hair pulling. Nipple sucking on both sides. I feel that familiar. Paula settled the issue."Go on, play with your thing if you want to, it's only fair."Don had decent sized, kinda hairy thighs and it felt good when Irubbed my tits on their rough surface. Don thought so too I think!He was leaking real good but taking a while to cum, the drinks Iguess, so I had to come up for air."You going to swallow?" Paula asked me when I did."Sure Paula, that's the best part," I giggled."Better you than me."I pumped him a bit and he played with my tits. When I was readyagain. ’ The kids were herded upstairs and I followed but went to the top floor. I pulled on jeans, swiped on some deodorant, washed my hands and face and scrubbed my nails clean, and at last slipped on a new bra and a lilac tank top. Downstairs the table was set, and we all ate together. The children had set it and would clear it, and Andy and I did the dishes. Andy was seated at the head of the table, sipping Chablis and looking reasonably sober. ‘Dear sister, we have a function Saturday night.’. She saw that I was worried that my cooking skills were not going to be adequate. She smiled and said, "Don't worry. You have already been enrolled in a cooking class. You'll be given a chance to learn before you are punished."Karen kept her eye on the time. At seven-thirty she ordered me to open a bottle of wine she had set out to let it breathe. She saw the confusion on my face and patiently explained what she meant and why it was done.Mr. Barr arrived ten minutes later. He came in and went.