“You didn’t mind that when you were cleaning my juices off Yasu, either, cutie! Just bear in mind that I have plans for your pussy, too, and they ...involve my tongue!” Angie teased her with a swat to the booty as she took Angie’s father’s hand and dashed toward the bedroom.“Talk about friends with benefits, but then you’ve always been close!” Janet grinned at Angie, while Pamela nodded in agreement.“Yeah, like sisters, those two. Now lovers just like the rest of us,” Pamela smiled playfully as. There, it was good. It was a good cum."Martha's reached up and held Ronnie's stroking hand tightly. She gasped, "Oh my god! Oh! Oh, I'm worn out!"Ronnie chuckled. "Well, I guess so! You okay?" Yes. Oh, yes!"I settled onto Martha, burying my face in her neck, and her arm went around my head and hugged me to her while she panted. I let my cock slip out of her, and she gave a little moan, surprised, and I whispered against her neck, "Don't worry. Just resting. I'm not ready yet." I chuckled. Soon my hands was below her left breast and I probed with my finger. She stiffened and I could hear her breathing a bit harder. She was wearing a good fitting blouse and so I could not push my finger through anywhere but could slightly grasp her breast from the bottom and give a slight squeeze. It felt soft but firm and inspite of 2 kids she had maintained herself well. I continued to softly caress and squeeze her breast and caress her tummy but nothing more. I whispered to her – “Sree there is. No I was flying, and I was cold. Then wonderful warmth spread over me. I was floating ... in water. My eyes flickered open to see Carly's face smiling down at me in the bath tub. I realized I had been dreaming in concert with her carrying me from the studio to the bathroom. I was surrounded by bubbles and fragrant candles which provided the only light in the room. My photographer friend and lover was gently stroking my hair. My head ached a little but the rest of my body was so relaxed. She was.