I noticed a large white van parked on the street outside the house, but paid it no mind - people were often getting courier deliveries from Amazon and...the like.Strangely, I found the front door wasnt closed properly. Slightly curious, I stuck my head inside. I could hear noises - strange noises from behind the kitchen door. Putting the shopping down quietly, I crept toward the kitchen. it soon became obvious what the noises were......it was Phyllis, making the moaning sounds that came when she. He knew it.His hands slid up her calves, his fingers pressing into the hard muscles behind the bone and the long-distance runner moaned. Her mother’s hands never felt like that giving her a rub-down after a race. When he reached her knees he brought his palms to the insides of her thighs and let his thumbs bend underneath. He moved them slowly, massaging her muscles and smoothing her tendons as his hands moved closer to her core. She was mesmerized by the slow, steady progress his fingers made. My tongue traced down her stomach and flicked over her navel, evoking soft sounds to escape her lips. Soon my tongue teased and tickled her trimmed pubic hair as it neared its prize. Licking and kissing through her pubic hair, I gently bit the outer lips of her honeypot before slithering my tongue inside her honeypot to dance upon the soft velvety inner folds.Tasting her sweet juices oozing out, I licked ferociously and soon was greeted with even more juices flowing as she moaned. My hands slid. A few drinks, some friendly chat and the guys and ladies were fondling each other with no doubt as to where things were headed. I suggested we get disrobed, but the way to do that was for the guys to take turns slowly removing bits of clothing from the girls, then allow the girls to do the same to us. This plan seemed to warm up the ladies quite a lot, because when we finally got down to all-bare skin, both ladies took hold of their new partner’s cock and proceeded to tongue-lash and suck them.