”“That’s a good idea,” Gail said looking over to see where Abby was hiding. She realized that she should probably get one for Mary as well.App...reciating what Mary had done, Jack nodded at her. She winked and turned to talk to someone else. He looked around the house. The house was basically bursting at the seams with people. Everyone was there except for Bev. He asked, “Where’s Bev?”“She’s entertaining Dave’s friend,” Sally answered grumpily.“Oh,” Jack said. He looked over at Dave and got a wink. Since we were in a hurry, Ann showered first, as it would take her longer to get dressed. I showered quickly, and when I stepped out I heard a knock at our door and Ann moving across the room to answer it. I wondered if I had zoned out in the shower, or if she had just gotten dressed much faster than normal. As I walked out of the bathroom with a towel on, I could hear John and Mike's voices and Ann letting them know we'd be ready in a minute. As I rushed, thinking everyone was waiting on me, I. With the adroit skill of a surgeon she unclasped the brassiere and added it to the discarded sweatshirt and yoga pants. For a moment, she admired her profile in a full-length mirror that stood next to her dresser. She brought both hands to her bust and briefly kneaded them. They weren't as firm as they once had been but they were still impressive. Cupping the left breast, Mrs. Sizemore bent her head to take the nipple between her teeth. It wasn't an easy task but it was worth it. She flicked. " "And you wanted Tom to see this tonight. You wanted him to fuck you?" Her eyes were glued to the ground. "Yes." "Turn around and bend over." She did exactly as I asked and I proceeded to rub my fingers along her slit, through her underwear. She was sopping wet. Her panties were soaked, I sure hadn't done this that quickly. "You're so fucking wet. Were you grinding up on Tom and getting horny? Were you getting wet at the thought of him fucking you?" She moaned quietly. "Mm. Yes. I just wanted.