When the honoured guest has thus washed his fingers ready for the meal ahead,or perhaps before he moves on to another engagement, he will wish to dry ...hem.In Abigail's nose there is a small ring, and through it is hung a thin towel,that drapes down between her nipples. Guests may take the towel in both hands,or may choose to wipe their hands over Abigail's breasts to get dry. When any new guest asks about Abigail, he is always told, "She is a volunteer,who immigrated from America to set an. It was a beautiful night on the lake. The stars reflected in the still water, and the fire burned low on the beach. The moon was about first quarter and gave just enough light that we could see each other when we were within 2 feet. Outside the small circle of light given off by the fire, there was nothing but darkness. The crickets and birds had all quieted down, and the only sounds were the fire and the gentle lapping of the lake at the shore. Standing near the fire after a few too many hits. As her thighs were opened more Donna's hand crept closer and soon she had three fingers rubbing Maggie's crack.A few minutes went by when Donna slipped a finger under the elastic of Maggie's knickers, and it slipped straight into her wet hole. Fingering her and rubbing her clit it was only a few moments when Maggie moaned the words "I'm coming", as she climaxed her juice ran over Donna's hand as she shuddered and moaned.I walked in to see the tail end of Maggies orgasm, she looked at me. Annie once again thought about Harvey. The television was on but, she really wasn’t paying attention to it, she just needed some background noise. She had slipped into her old raggedy torn gym shorts and a wife beater. She was drinking her favorite red wine while she was heating up leftover chicken alfredo. Her thoughts kept going back to what had taken place a couple of hours ago. Her pussy lips were swelling. Harvey’s dark meat was deep inside of his wife’s throat. Laura was a masterful dick.