"Bob laughed, and hugged his cousin's wives.Priscilla said, "Just two more constructive criticisms, and I'm done criticizing for the rest of your visi...."Bob smiled wider. "Go ahead. What's the first?"She nodded. "Whatever you're planning on spending on those engagement rings? Double it. At least."Bob laughed again. "To make up for my 'annoying' charm? Fine. What's the second item?"Priscilla swelled again, slightly, and in deadly earnest said, "Don't call me 'Prissy'."The COB's Home, Princess. She took it off herself exposing her privates near my face.Her matching pink panty was complimenting her pear shaped waist and she was curling up every time I was breathing of her panty. All this action had already given her an orgasm and she was on the verge of another. The redolence of her pussy was too much for me to handle I stared biting her clit on her panty and licking her buttery thighs periodically now she was moaning heavily. I stared teasing her asking “Where is my breakfast that. He made no effort to the bulge in his pants as he said that he was going to bed. I thought probably going to relieve that itch between his legs. That bulge did not go unnoticed by Terry as she asked "what the hell were you guys talking about." "You and sex. The poor guy has a hard on for you." I said. She smiled and said " I'm glad someone does." We went upstairs to our room, both of us a little tipsy. I brought Terry's full glass of wine with me. As I sat on the bed waiting for Terry to get. Nearly two hours later, the doorbell ran. I opened the door and was greeted by a very attractive woman in a denim jacket and a pair of jeans, tight enough to be interesting but loose enough still to be practical. She wore a pair of sturdy work boots, but who cared about her footwear? She had mid-length blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a charming smile. “Are you Dave? I’m Mikey,” she said, reaching out to shake my hand. “By the look on your face, I assume you were expecting a male plumber.” I.