No one had noticed Gloria's arrival.Trudy glared accusingly at Janet (fine lookout she was) and then said, "Get out of here. We're just having a talk ...nd it's private." Yes, I could tell it was a ladylike discussion and I'm here to make sure it stays ladylike." Get her out of here," Trudy ordered."You heard her," said Janet and gave Gloria her most threatening glare."Look at this first," said Gloria. She reached to her waist and yanked her top to above her bra. "You see this scar on my boob?". ‘Sorry…’ she said, turning her head to look at the floor. ‘Don’t be,’ I told her, ‘It’s been a long time since I had a kiss that sweet.’ I got up and went to the kitchen to secure another pair of brews from the refrigerator. When I returned, Jan settled close to me once more, and we continued our conversation. Again, the more we talked, the more she seemed to nestle into my side. At one point she laughed about something and raised her hand in the air. When it came down, it landed on my chest,. ‘Okay.’ She smiled, kissing him again before he left. His mind racing, just as Bethanys was. His pants hiding his penis, a raging hard bulge pushing against the fabric of his boxer shorts.It was a few days before he received the text saying Bethany was alone. They hadn’t stopped texting since the first incident, not meeting each other since however. Flirtatious texts turning into slightly erotic ones. He was concurrently browsing through his collection of photos and revising when he received. ”His words, the first between us since he said he wanted to fuck me, further raises my tide. When he takes a nipple between his teeth again and tugs on it while pushing his fingers inside me my seawall is breached.My hand covers the back of his and I ride it, spurring it on one moment as I grind my pussy into it, pulling it away when overwhelmed, then putting it right back again. It's a perfect storm and the waves keep crashing.Before the waves subside to gentle rollers his lips again go to.