”“That rule is pretty much inviolable. It would go double for Jamie since he’s becoming a friend.”“Wait!” Jackie protested. “Didn’t yo...u promise Cindi that you’d give her the greatest fucking of her life right before her wedding?”“I did,” I replied. “But I don’t really expect her to collect. We’ll probably do it at some point, but long before then.”“You’re wrong. She fully intends to collect on that promise. She and her girlfriends took an oath. She’s not going to let you off the hook on that,. She even took such good care of me that she got into the shower with me to make sure I (we?) got extra clean to the point of not only being squeaky clean but an orgasm for each of us. She got me dressed in an outfit carefully chosen from my closet and then proceeded to fuss over my hair to make sure every strand was perfectly in place. She also went out, washed our car, vacuumed and sprayed some perfume inside. She made sure I had some cologne on so I would smell nice. While all this was going. "The very first thing that popped into my mind was Diane, and that's whatI said. Mom loved it, and from that moment on, she always used the namewhen she spoke to me. I wasn't worried about being seen this way, afterall, I had a very good excuse, and it wasn't as if I liked it. Well, Ididn't hate it anyway. I did like the way I looked, a little, maybe. Inthe kitchen I made some coffee while mom set out some toast and melonslices. After we ate, mom suggested that we go see Grandma, so she. Eventually I dropped my hands downward, sliding over the tummy, over the pubic hairs, and between her legs cupping the mound, fingers finding the wet, dripping pussy lips. I parted them thinking, she has already fingered her pussy! Or she was still wet from the shower, but this moisture was slick, oily like pussy juice. I fingered her, sliding first one then two fingers over the lips, penetrating the slit I slid the middle finger in as deep as it would go, and finger fucked her, and finger.