“Would you mind pretending that my pussy is a guitar and play it for me? I have fantasized about your fingers for a week now and I think we can make... some music together tonight.” Not having much experience with playing with a pussy but wanting to learn reeeeally fast I just nodded my head and said, "Tell me if I play too hard”. “Oh, I don’t think there's any danger of that, baby.” I started rubbing my first three fingers in her slit and instantly was rewarded with a return motion that. Sandy insisted on her being the one to answer the door, having stopped Heather in her tracks halfway to the door by saying insistently, “Stop your adorably cute butt right there, Heather. I’m welcoming Celeste into our family’s home.”The rest of us were still scattered in the kitchen, with Carol entering it from their bedroom, when I heard Mom say, “Come in, Celeste. My, you look lovely. You make that dress look outstanding.”As we all entered the living room, we could see that her dress was a. Wave to him." Oh no," she gasped and froze. "Best acknowledge him, he's already seen you."Timidly, Cindy waved and attempted a smile. Turning to me, she asked, "Now what am I going to do? If I change before I go out he'll wonder, won't he?"This seemed new. She cared what he might think? "Well, I would say it's already decided then. Go on out. You'll be fine."Cindy groaned and stomped a foot, "I could just not go out." "True, but your plants are waiting, and I think you were looking forward to. In the few weeks since that night of sex, she had had two sexual encounters of sorts but neither was particularly successful and certainly neither were satisfying for her.On the first one with a youth of eighteen, he ejaculated in his underpants before they really got started and he fled in embarrassment, and the second one, a man in his forties, at least got his cock into her cunt but he came after about half a dozen thrusts and again Debbie was left frustrated.She kept thinking back to that.