Traci picked up a big mixing bowl that had some PlayDough in it and she held it just under her tits and pretended to stir. She had a hard time keeping...the straps over her nipples and before long I had a whole series of shots with one or both nipples peaking out. It was sexy as hell.Putting the bowl aside, we poured a similarly colored liquid on the marble top, looking like some sort of candy cooling. Traci leaned over the table, resting her weight on her forearms and spreading her feet while I. "Yes, all nasty and graphic. Minnie did say that I need to fuck you more, says I've been neglecting you," said my wife. My look got a smirk from her."Really? I knew I liked that woman," I said."Yes, well tonight I'm going to drain your ball sack and leave your penis begging for mercy. Seem like something you could get into?" She said."Uh—yeah—I can go for that—get into it," I said, "no problem at all."Dinner was good and mostly on the quiet side. Dishes done and dried—I did the drying—we stood. Kate put the phone on speaker, and Jess said she loved me, and I said I loved her too, and she thanked me for taking such good care of her sister. I told her I was having a lot of fun. And I meant it.Our first post-breakfast stop was a cheese factory, one of three I hoped to stop at that day. Katelyn sampled several kinds of cheese, and asked if we could buy some. I said that was why we were here, and told her to get what she wanted, but that we’d be stopping at some more places too. She picked. Tonight would be no different.“You fucking pervert,” Sis hissed.She had opened the door to toss her cummy blouse into the hamper. My head snapped up from her undies in alarm at the intrusion. My cock was still hard in my other hand. “Why are you smelling my panties?”Embarrassed, unable to answer, I stood with her panties in one hand and my throbbing cock in the other. Sis stood naked in the doorway. Her eyes never left mine. “Go ahead,” she nudged, “Finish what you started.”I was too fucking.