Between her hands she had the piece of sketch paper that her younger lover had given her in parting. She pushed it to me with a smile on her face. “... think it’s a pretty good likeness.”I took the paper and looked at it. On it April was sketched perfectly, in the same pose as she had been on the picnic blanket in the clearing. Although the artist had taken poetic license and sketched my wife nude. I noted he must have a great feel for his subjects because he had gotten her nipples perfect. I looked at Melissa and between her moans of pleasure, she smiled at me as she knew my cock was sliding deeper in to Dana."Fuck her pussy baby, fuck her good!" Melissa moaned softly."Yes, fuck me and fill my pussy with your cum!" Dana demanded.My cock slide all the way in her tight little pussy until my balls rested against her hard little clit. I began to slowly thrust in and out of Dana and every time, she let out a little moaned as my cock totally filled her pussy.Melissa was moaning louder. “I think we are. It would sure explain our current feelings. Are all of us ready to completely drop all feelings of guilt and just move forward?” I asked boldly.“YES!” They all flashed simultaneously.“Jamie and I were WONDERING when you guys were going to figure that out!” Greg flashed with a chuckle. “You guys better get moving, ... it’s gonna be a long day. See you in the kitchen.”We all had a quick bowl of cereal and coffee. Linda and I refilled our travel mugs before leaving. All the way to. Cris let her hand fall back down to her stomach and she brushed her fingers through the sparse brunette hairs that were there before making her way back down to her wet pussy, her finger just barely brushed her clit when Red spoke again.“Ah ah ah. Not so fast.” There was that smile again. Red’s eyes traveled from Cris’s grey eyes down to her exposed pussy and back again until she was satisfied Cris was squirming enough from her gaze and said, “Now go ahead.”Fuck, she’s fucking evil. Cris.