She patted a spot next to her as she invited me to join her fireside.“Dennis, would you care to join me in a glass of home-brewed brandy?”“Only ...if you make it a double.”I was tempted to ask for a triple, but I let it pass. A double would do for now.Taking a seat on the rug next to Sheila, I made myself as relaxed as possible. I was no longer as flexible as I had been when I was younger. Moreover, sitting on the floor was hardly my preferred mode of relaxation. I took a taste of the offered. If someone, like her husband, had been in my yard he could have seen us.I grabbed Val’s other tit, and I do mean grabbed. I leaned in to suck her and pinned her against the wall. We were like teenagers in heat. I felt her knee rise up and brush the side of my head as her leg went around my back. I put my right hand down between her legs; there were a few large buttons to open. Val started breathing even more heavily and her moaning got even sexier.When the bottom of her dress finally fell open. Um, mmm. Yeah, do that, keep that up. Mmmm. This is so real, it’s just a dream, but it’s so real. Yeah, that feels so good. Mmm.Go Tricia! Um, you go girl. And she’s just doing so good, my girl. There goes the tongue up and oh yeah, back and up and keep that hand going, thank you. Oh. Oh. Yeah. Oh, honey, did you change your hair? Or am I dreaming? Danny thought. Tricia, he said, but it didn’t come out. Still asleep he thought, but oh my god, this dream is so good. He shook his head and. “Do you ever feel yourself? I do sometimes and it makes me hot and also my privates get wet.” “You mean your cunt gets wet…?” There was that word the excited us both. “Varda!” I said in amazement, “that’s a dirty word!” She just smiled. “Maybe we can do it together tonight.” My nightie was so revealing and I wondered about going back into the lounge and her Dad looking at us. I was blushing. Varda took my hand and said: “Don’t worry, it’s just my Dad.” I followed her to where he was.