You climb up on the bed your erection bouncing as you maneuver between my legs. Pulling my thin wisp of a thong right off without hesitation you dive ...face first into my aching cunt. “Oh eat that pussy babe!” I exclaim as I arch my back and run my fingers through your hair. I feel your fingers spreading my lips and your tongue lapping at my clit. All at once you drive your tongue into my depths. Over and over again as my knees shake and the first orgasm of the evening rips through me. You move. We sat down and I got her a large gin and tonic,we chatted away for ages, as we drank more she began to get a bit closer and a bit more intimate with her chat.....jokingly to start with,both of us laughing and I have got to be honest,i started to flirt with her....I was getting quite aroused.After a couple more drinks we were both quite tipsy and she was sat nearly on top of me,the really strong scent of her leather coat was starting to get me very hard..i..think she noticed when her hand. I needed to be fucked so badly now that I was almost crazy with desire. I wanted to cum, cum, cum as I had never cum before and I knew that Jim could do it almost with a snap of his fingers. I waited, still bent over for my next instructions. Jim walked around, reached under my breasts and squeezed each of my nipples tightly. I winced a little because my nipples were very aroused and tender, but I did not say anything. “You may get dressed and go slut”, Jim spoke sternly. “What”, I thought? Was. ”“Your brother and his family will be over tonight, so be home at a reasonable time.”I looked around and realized that Rosy wasn’t here to cook me breakfast. She had spoiled me the last several weeks. Something smelled good, though. I peeked in the oven and someone was making a breakfast casserole. The oven timer went off and both Dad and Peggy came downstairs. I pulled the casserole out of the oven and checked it. There is nothing worse than runny eggs. It seemed to be done, so I got out.