The car screeched to a stop before them.“Mom!” yelled Jennifer, rising and running to the side of the car. Margaret followed more sedately. Alexan...dra opened the car door and stepped out, giving her daughter a long, tight hug.Margaret watched the sight and burst out laughing. Clutching her stomach and pointing at her sister, she collapsed to the ground in paroxysms of laughter. Jennifer went over to her and demanded to know what was so funny. Margaret pointed again at her sister, and gasped out,. It just seemed that there was nothing new for them to discover about each other. Their relationship had grown... stale... dull... safe. Gone were the sparks that used to liven up their nights and days. No more adventures sneaking off and skinny-dipping in Patterson's Pond, or making love under the stars at the beach. No more surprise discoveries in the bedroom either. No they knew each other like an open book. Brad ate his liverwurst sandwich quietly. He always chewed each bite 21 times before. Laura meanwhile stepped into the puddle with her other foot and made her slave lick that too. It was nice, but after a few times, this got boring. ‘Now roll around in it’ – she ordered and Rachel obediently followed the command. ‘Your hair too. I want your whole body to reek of pee. Your own pee.’ The more she said it, the more she liked the ring of the word. It had a deeply erotic sound to it. And as she watched her slave rolling around on the floor, making sure that not a square inch of her. Gina raises her head and shakes it. "No,just not now. Not yet. Keep touching me up here." Well, who am I todisrespect her wishes? She'll probably be ready in ten minutes anyway, Ifigure. So I pull up her body against mine, pull her shirt over herhead, and give her another deep kiss. I hold her bra-less breasts (shealways wears a bra! Did she take the day off?) and toyed her nipples intotheir own erectness. I'm a little surprised I'm not smelling her arousalby now, but that's okay. .