"No, not at all," he smiled, "I was just getting too close and don't want to cum just yet". I was still a bit concerned that I'd messed up, but he ben...t down and kissed my deeply. I could still taste a bit of myself on his mouth, and wondered if he thought the same about my mouth. Mr Ryan laid me down on my back on the grass kissing me, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, and deftly slipped my sports bra up over my head. I was now completely naked, lying on the grass with a man over twice my. "You're not bad yourself sis," Katey poked Jen in the shoulder. Funny, why she called Jen sis. Maybe she meant like a cheerleader sorority thing. Jen smiled and eyed me and my slack jaw as she spun the bottle once more getting Lisa this time."Dare," she also said, not wanting to be seen as chicken I think."Take off your blouse," my sister dared her."No way!", she said firmly, "Not in front of Russ." Come on Lisa," Katey jeered, "Russ didn't complain." Well Russ doesn't have tits. I'm not. I walked over to the piano and placed myself between Taylor and Michael, in case the drinks became an excuse for inexcusable actions.My mother and Rachel saw me watching Michael. They moved to stand by me and made small talk. I asked for them to fill in some missing details about the three idiots.Two of them were married, but their wives stood a few steps away from their husbands. It seemed to be what the husbands expected, as they huddled and watched Michael and Rachel.I had plans, but someone. This was her dayfor sure. She and Michael had studied her schedule andhow her body worked as they planned the time to start afamily, and now that she thought about it, all the signsshe knew were there this very day. The slight warmth allday, the extra discharge, her arousal at the slightesttouch of her evil boss, Mr. G the Mafia King. Yes therewas no doubt at all, she was ovulating today. This washer estrus, even the smallest amount of sperm in heruterus would be all it might take to impregnate.