When we finally got out of there, I walked with Clete and Adele out to the student parking lot. We were supposed to meet Kelly, Penny, and Toby before...heading out.As we approached the lot, I saw my two sisters standing with their backs against our SUV. They looked upset and a little frightened. Toby was standing in front of them with a snarl of determination on his face as he appeared to be confronting two seniors, one of whom I only knew by name; correction, I also knew him by his bad. I then heard a loud moaning sound coming from Imelda and realized that she was having an orgasm through my husband’s finger stimulation of her clitoris also. Des’ magic fingers soon gave me my own wonderful orgasm which made me so relaxed and uncaring about my worries. That was probably a good thing because at that very moment I saw my husband, the man of my dreams, the future father of my children, my protector, slip on a condom and mount Imelda. I was actually turned on instead of being. He slid his hand into her hair and cupped her head and angling her just right he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Her tongue was slick and warm. He moaned, he slipped his other hand down her back and cupped the middle of her butt, bringing her closer.Fuck, he shouldn’t be doing this out in the open. He slipped his other hand down to her butt and cupped her. He chuckled as Riley eagerly wrapped her legs around his hips when he picked her up.He turned and eased up on to the back seat of the SUV. ”“She wasn’t a hostage,” Kitty sighed. “Reba must have talked her into it. They were probably calling from Mother’s suite in the Biltmore. I’ll bet she thought by getting Reba pregnant, all the attention would be off her.”“The way they sounded,” Sheila said, “I think they’d developed something more than co-conspiracy. Reba called her ‘sweetheart.’”I spent a long time that evening typing up a more extensive story for the Sunday edition on how the Adams family spent Thanksgiving. I did, of.