All at once.“Yes,” she told herself, she’d be back for dinner.Jill got to the Townsend’s house at the stroke of seven. Fay answered the door a...nd with no preamble or edifice quickly took Jill in her arms and gave her a huge welcoming kiss and some delicious tongue action to go with it. Jill hadn’t even been inside the house and her pussy was already wet, her nipples were hard and her legs felt like jelly.Fay grabbed her left hand, gave her a glass of chilled rose for her right hand, and led her. Something was wrong. Scouting around with his eyes he espied the funnel, the tube, and the bottle of cleanser. ‘Holy shit,’ he shouted. He ran to the phone and dialed 911. He thought they’re going to get tired of me, if this keeps up. He got a dispatcher, ‘Hello. I think I have an attempted suicide or maybe an attempted murder here.’ He gave them the address and went back to Florence. What to do. What should he do? He knew instinctively this was no attempted suicide. Someone had set this up,. I said that I had no problem with it and called up my wife and said that Steve wanted to come over; I explained to her that as far as I was concerned she was free to do what she wanted. (All four of us had been completely open with our partners regarding the messages and pictures that had been sent to one another). At this point I should mention that I had long fantasised about watching Renee having sex with someone else; I subsequently discovered that Steve had exactly the same fantasy. About. Her mother had the same reaction that I had at first then saw the thermos and glasses and started laughing.Julie said, “Thank you so very much. You don’t know how much I need this. My father is driving me insane and to top it off there isn’t anything in the house to drink, not even vanilla extract or cough syrup. She sounded like an alcoholic.I poured us each a drink and watched as she downed hers. Then I filled her glass again. She drank that one much slower as I looked her over. She could be.