Sara picked up her glass of wine and moved over to stand in front of Joan. She took a big swallow of wine into her mouth and immediately bent down an... put her mouth over Joan's slit. Joan gasped as the cold wine spilled across her labia, and then gasped again as Sara's tongue began tracing its way up her slit to her pleasure point. Sara teased with her lips and flicked with her tongue until Joan was groaning and shuddering in the throws of a tremendous orgasm."I'll have what she's having,". Taking a closer look, I realized that I could actually see directly into my parent's bedroom with a good view of the bed. My voyeuristic instincts aroused, I kept this knowledge to myself.During dinner, I was all tingly and excited about my discovery. My heart kept beating so hard that I was afraid my parents would hear it. My sister went to bed slightly after dinner as was her usual custom, leaving me and my parents watching the news together in the living room. My mother had just showered and. When I came out of the bathroom, Connie was in the hallway, blocking my path to the kitchen. I really shouldn’t have been surprised.“Hi, Steve!” she said sweetly.“Hi, Connie,” I said evenly, not wanting to encourage her.“You can still have anything you want,” she whispered.“We’ve had this talk before. Besides, you have a boyfriend.”“So? Sneak out to the guest house with me. I’ll do anything you want!”“I’ve told you ‘no’ before, Connie. The answer’s the same,” I said as I gently pushed past. So I told them to behave and say nothing to anyone, and I promised they could come to London and see me in the week (it is less than a couple of hours by train from Cambridge). Meanwhile it was their party, I told them, and they must circulate among their guests, and so I sent them reluctantly on their way with (having quickly checked that George's eyes were elsewhere) a hearty slap on their backsides.After that I circulated too. I kept clear of young women as much as I could. One of the male.