She had called me because she needed help. She was suffering badly, and the idiot in me was thinking about sex."Thank you so much, Sam!"she said, and ...anaged a smile,"I could have never done it without you." You're welcome," I said shyly.She drew away from me and leaned on the doorjamb. My hands felt oppressively empty without her. As I was musing upon this, she hopped in and closed the door behind her.I helped her back to her bed, this time holding her more tightly. The symphony of moans. I’d deal with that later.“What are you doing, girls?”Again, there was a glance, but this time it wasn’t worried.This time, they looked proud.“So we were thinking...” one of my girls started, and after a brief hesitation, the other one continued where she’d left off.“ ... raising a kid is expensive.”“Really expensive.”I nodded. They weren’t wrong.“And so, well ... we were thinking.”“We owe you.”“Big time.”“We want to pay you back for all that you’ve done for us over the years.”“Please.”The pair. Their session went as it usually did…He entered the bedroom after his shower to find her lying naked, waiting for him. Each would light a cigarette and watch a porn movie while allowing their hands to wander over each other’s bodies. This always led to Katie’s husband going down her. He would gently finger her clit until her pussy became went enough to insert a finger. This time was different…He moved down between her legs, just as he always did and immediately began to lick from her clit,. I also discovered that the length of my dress was not any problem because as I sat there I could drape the front half of the dress over to one side of my legs, exposing my vagina. I simply opened my legs a little and began touching myself only to find that the thing covering my clit would not move out of the way.I felt the thing inside of me start to move again as if it knew what I wanted, (and needed.) It was not strong, but it did feel like it was taking the edge off so to speak. I went back.