They are both aching for an interlude about now. They hadn’t played this morning, and yesterday feels so far away. And they are on vacation for a ...long weekend, well a working long weekend, but still.The dishes cleared and cleaned, Abbie and Tim kiss longingly. Both are wanting each other so fully. Abbie bends over the kitchen table and tells Tim just to use a little olive oil sitting on the counter as lube. Hearing Abbie say this somehow triggers Tim’s desire even more. He brings the bottle. ‘There you are,’ the strange brunette greeted a third member to this small party. ‘Yeah,’ an insolent reply. ‘Oh Jesus Christ!’ I nearly spilt the coffee he was hastily making at the sudden outburst, ‘Why the fuck can’t you get it into your head how important this is?’ ‘Chill out,’ ‘I will most certainly not chill-the fuck out!’ I was steadily pouring the three cups of coffee and really trying hard to appear part of the scenery by this point. ‘Hey listen, I pay you remem…’ ‘No, your Daddy pays. His first instinct was to rush to her aid, struggling with those bloody handcuff`s, but then rational thought took over, had he expected her to take the sort of punishment, as she had last time without some sort of a cry? What did he think she would do as that cane descended, quietly just have an orgasm! He listened intensely, as another scream rent the air, followed by the oh, oh, oh, of a woman having an orgasm and another scream. There was a long pause then his Flo, he was sure now knowing. As she continued to swivel her hips I pushed my finger deeper, and her pussy wrapped hot and tight around it. She moaned and reached back to grab my head, pulling me forward to nuzzle her neck. My hand pressed firmly between her legs, and I slipped another finger inside. I wasn't thrusting into her so much as rocking my hand back and forth. I pushed forward with my fingers, reaching as deep inside her as I could. Then I pulled back, shifting the pressure to grind my palm against her clit. She.