"No," Lisa answered. "I was even a little surprised myself, but I guess I really accepted it all as fun and games, and as long as we all played, jealo...usy didn't even enter into it. After all, did you mind when I made it with Diana instead of you?" No, I see what you mean. But you two were so hot I wouldn't have had a chance to get jealous anyway. I was too busy looking and getting turned on. But I'm also really glad we've got this week to ourselves." Emmm," Lisa said. "I completely agree with. She's dressed in a flowing blue dress, her hair is down around her shoulders, long and brown and shiningly clean. Her breasts are large under the dress, she's taken off her bra. Her stomach round, her hips wide. She smiles at me.I smile back. My cock is hardening again, it's been hard and soft all the way over. She's a friend of mine and my wife's. She's been wanting a c***d for awhile now, not finding the right man. Not the right available man. But I'm her friend. And my wife is a giving woman. Abbie is delighted that Tim thinks both ways for their enjoyment. She talks some about having an enema before engaging in the massage. Then on to cleanliness issues for the various play in which they engage. Abbie talks kindly, with intelligence, outlining what they need to do as they play. Tim comprehends it all and agrees to the standards suggested.The conversation shifts a bit, and Abbie brings up different sex toys to add to their play. The one she focuses on is butt plugs. She. I use to utilize that time spending with her watching her wet body while talking to her and laying beside her on the kitchen floor. She never had a problem as I practically grew up in front of her and to her I was a small kid. One day it so happened that I was feeling hornier than ever as it was the first time that she was sleeping on the floor with just a blouse and a petticoat due to the heat otherwise she always slept by just keeping her sari pallu aside on her back. I somehow controlled.