"Are you okay?" I gasped. She turned and nodded, her face pale and wan. "You look terrible." I've been better," she uttered, then put her hand over he...r mouth. She turned away and heaved repeatedly, producing nothing but thick phlegm. "The soup must have disagreed with me." Should I call a physician?" No. I'm beginning to feel much better now."The bath filled and emptied, flushing away the mess she'd made. I used a spare towel to wipe it down and then urged her into the depression, holding her. There was a large coffee pot nearby that saw heavy use as well. Two of them actually, and nobody was drinking decaf, it appeared.Most of the morning talk around the table was about the weather, and here I was able to hold my own already. One thing I knew, having been flying on several different worlds, was that people who were going to put themselves in the air needed to know what the air around them had planned for them. That meant weather, in the general sense, and the weather in a more. I picked up the pace and added a second finger to her drenched tunnel. One of the thrusts with my fingers pushed through her hymen. I felt it tear. I stopped for a second and she shifted around. “Are you ok?”“Hurts” she whispered. “Go slower in there for a bit please?” I pulled my fingers back a bit and moved my thumb to het clit so my mouth could take a break. The constant pressure from my thumb, and the continued movement of my fingers brought her to climax. She stiffened and shook slightly.. “That feels so good!” I purred, moving my hips in a figure of eight motion, very slowly.A deliciously wicked sexy thought popped into my head just as the tip of my husbands tongue caressed my aroused clitoris.“Shall I phone Trevor and let him know what you’re doing?” I smiled enjoying the deft flicks of my husbands tongue.My husband looked up and smiled.“Why not FaceTime him!” he smiled and winked, giving me his blessing to put on a private sex show for my new lover.I leant over and gathered my.