The walk extended to the sea so would normally be quite busy but I guess with lockdown and only just out of the one hours exercise period, people were... still not as active. We found a spot off the road and cracked open our beers. We chatted over a couple and I couldn’t help but continually stare at my wife’s tits as her vest top clung to them with the heat. Certainly a sight to behold, her nipples clearly on display through her tight vest top. With the sun hot and little breeze my wife decided. “Sparrow, don’t be like that. You’re a hero who slew a wicked enemy and saved his Lord from destruction,” I embellished, which quickly killed his fear.He rushed to me with open arms and a flood of tears. “Oh Lord Solon, I thought you were dead and it was my fault.”He wept. We let him. Swarta and I surrounded him in our comforting hugs.Celine joined in our hug, hushing him, “Now, now, we’re all safe and back together. Our family is whole, not lost. Your master is proud of you. Do not fear that. It had been 15 minutes since everyone in the Swanson house had retired to their beds. If Mr. and Miss. Swanson was to get up for anything I would have been by now. Tami slipped out of her bed, wiggled out of her nightgown and quietly scurried under the covers of her friend’s bed to embrace her. The silk of Brooke’s nightgown was cold and it made Tami's nipples harden as it brushed up against her breasts. Tami softly nibbled the back of Brooke’s neck, alternating between gentle kisses, tongue. I proceeded to pump my cock in and out of her for a couple of seconds. Her wet pussy, pee mixed with pussy juice, was so moist and slippery. After a few seconds of the old in & out, I could see she was completely out of it and wasn’t going to wake up anytime soon. That being the case, I slid my cock out of her, placed her legs on the bed, covered her and turned the light out.The next morning, Janice and Ginger decided to go shopping and left the house early. I was in the kitchen, doing.