Beforehand, Fien had warned me that everyone in her was an early riser, and that her father usually went working in his office, which was right next t...o the guest room. I've always hated waking up early, but as a guest, there wasn't much I could do.What I didn't count on was waking up extremely horny the next morning. Fien was sleeping with a transparent baby-doll and tiny cotton shorts right next to me. Unable to help myself, I helped myself, caressing her thighs and gently squeezing her butt. Laura displayed her left hand once again. “Look, just look; look at the rings.” “What you see from your perspective is Greg’s ring first, yes?” “What I see from my side is our wedding ring that you placed on this finger more than twenty years ago first, closest to my heart. Next I see two diamond rings given by the two men who love me as signal of betrothal of that love. What I see is yours is senior, closer to my heart, and Greg’s newer, next to the ring you gave when you asked for my hand and. I told we never did anything like this before,( a total lie) but have always fantasized about it. We all walked into the living room with my wife guiding him in there by his cock. Once in there he sat on the couch and my wife knelt in between his legs and started to lick his cock and balls. I went into the bedroom to get some rubbers. When I returned he was playing with her tits as she was deep throating him and really getting into it. I stood her up and started to eat her pussy as she sucked. They were only 4 1/2 inch heels, and my calves hurt a little, but I was doing ok. "I go through all that trouble to get you out of your high heels, and what do you do? Wear high heels.", he said laughing. He walked over to the shoes and the collar and picked up the collar, inspecting it. Then the shoes. He carried them outside and set them on the pavement. The box was still plugged in, and as he returned from outside he unplugged it. Immediately, the shoes whined and arks of electricity were.