And then he would behave. For a little while anyway.At what point did I begin to worry about John and Kathryn's relationship? I suppose it was the fir...st time I heard him lying to Kathryn on the phone. It was a Saturday afternoon."Hey there," he said on his cell. "I'll be at the office all day ... yeah ... I know, it sucks." [here he winked at me] "Right. Sure, you get dinner on your own, I think that's best. See you late, then ... Okay ... Love ya. Bye."John hung up the phone and looked at me.. Something velvety, and then wet, touches my cheek. It is a very familiar touch. It lightly traces up along my cheek, over the bridge over my nose and then down along the other side of my face. With sudden need I turn my head toward it, my lips parting. A hand firmly grips the top of my head and turns me so that I am again facing straight forward. Not a word spoken but the message is clear. The light tracing continues slowly and sensually. I can feel small wet trails along my cheeks, my jaw,. It’s ok to moan if you want. This will feel really good. I promise,” she said reassuring me.I remember being very nervous as I closed my eyes. I felt her kissing my thighs and gradually getting closer to my pussy. I started to feel really warm and there was an aching feeling coming from between my legs. When she kissed my pussy, I gasped a little. As her tongue slowly made its way up my slit, I couldn’t help but moan. She spread my lips with her fingers and began sucking on my clitoris. I. Hug, girlfriend?" Rhonda asked. Her smooth round full but not floppy breasts pressed into Samantha's only slightly fuller beauties. My cock was rigid and I was drooling, trying not to let my eyes spring wide open."Ronnie," Donna whispered. "Brian's here! He might see us." She'd clutched her dress back up in front of her."That's the point, sister," Rhonda whispered back."Oh." Donna looked at Samantha and Rhonda going back and forth to my dresser to pull out t-shirts, try them on and then throw.