Her fingers spread my lips and her tongue slid deliciously along the outermost folds of my wet peach. My fingers ran through her soft hair as her mout... brought me to dizzying new heights. She ignored my clit for a long time, just licking deep into my hole and all around while she savored juices. My back arched and my hips bucked trying desperately to rub my aching clit. She knew I was ready now and her tongue attacked my clit like a thirsty kitten drinking milk. I let out a soft moan at her. I tried to enjoy the sensation of his chest and his cut abs but was constantly looking at his erect cock, wondering when would be the right time to touch it. I had only finished on his stomach when Alan turned around and said, “Time to work on my back, Dean.” He put his hands against the shower wall and I started to wash his muscular back. I washed his shoulders and the middle of his back, I then slid my hands down the side of his body and rested them on his hips. I hesitated for a while.. .. we’ll need feed for the winter, and bedding also,” I told her. “At the very least someone is going to have to start cutting grass. It’ll be a lot of work.”“Fine,” Clara muttered in an exasperated tone, “we can start doing that today. There is a hill nearby covered in grass that is waist deep. We pass it when we climb the hill to forage on the upper slopes for edible plants. Now tell me who will be going, and who will be staying, or must I come over there and slap you one?”“No,” I chuckled in. “They are set in their archaic ways.”Quigley gave Amber a tight smile.Kevin swallowed his steamed vegetables. “Those other parents sound like a handful.”As Amber continued regaling Kevin with stories from our kids' school, I felt Quigley's eyes on me, boring a hole into my foolish heart.I didn't dare meet his glance, out of fear that our spouses would suspect our clandestine connection.Kevin placed his palm on my upper back. “You okay?”I slid out of the glass and wood curlicue booth. “I will be.