A meager squeak rippled Eric’s throat. Finally, he replied, “Um, you’re welcome.”Carie nudged Eric in the arm and grinned. “Good job,” she...said, feeling the relief in her chest. “I think it’s time for a drink!”She offered Millie and Eric glasses. Both of them inspected their drinks.“It’s a Thanksgiving Carie-tini,” she declared.Vasily sighed and rolled his eyes.“A Carie-tini?” Eric asked.“I wanted to make something festive for the occasion,” she said.“It has a neat colour,” Millie remarked,. She’s already wet. Danielle has to break the kiss as you push two fingers into her waiting cunt. She closes her eyes and moans in pleasure as you finger her. Danielle is still holding your cock through your boxers, but she’s not moving her hand. She’s lost in her own pleasure. You pull your fingers out of her vagina. “Don’t stop,” she orders as she looks into your eyes. She wants you to keep fingering, but you have other plans. You move down until your head is just inches from her pussy. She. It was a very tense afternoon, all of us knowing that Jack had been fucking me, Shane had been fucking Mom, and Shane and I were attracted to each other, but not one of us wanting to mention any of that. When we finished loading the last truck load of my stuff, Shane gave me a hug. "Good luck, Amy," he said. "You are so ready for this." "I know," I said. With that, he left. It was just me and Jack. Alone. "Not a bad little place you got here," Jack said. "No, not at all," I agreed. We were. He then slowly places them into a neat row on how he's going to use them on her. He reach's for the flogger and slowly flogs her chest making it a bit red as he moves his hand back and forth flogging her chest. As she watch she couldn't help but let out little whimper's here and there as he was doing it. She watch's him slowly flog her stomach then down across her pelvic where the thread's slowly hit across her clit making her whimper more then ever as she feels her self get wetter.