She was standing with her back to the wall as I went up to her and said loud enough for Claire to hear."Hi Claire," and I caught her reply as I knelt ...own and took hold of my sister's panties. I was going to take them off, but I remembered what she'd said about Claire and her fetish(es). Instead, I licked at the front where the filmy material cupped her sexy slit."Oh God Claire," I heard her saying, "He's licking me. He's licking my pussy while I'm talking."I stood up again and kissed her on. My discoveries impressed me and I made a mental note that my son was a lucky man.Because of the husband's suspicions and my son moving back home I hadn't had sex in six weeks. At 52 and divorced I sometimes worry that 'if I don't use it, it will stop working'; hence my wanking once or twice every day. But not getting any real sex was driving me crazy. Marie wandering around the house in her skimpies until lunchtime then wearing loose t-shirts and short skirts wasn't helping either.As usual. She stroked me with her hands before she turned to see the two naked beauties. “Wow, I might have to reconsider my sexual preferences if I’m going to be the cellmate of you guys!” she commented in a sexy voice.“Well, lets us know if you have a change of mind. We can all have fun together,” Jane said, giggling.“I’m in for seeing a lesbian threesome,” I voiced my excitement to the ladies. They all giggled and looked at each other. It meant a high probability of a threesome happening pretty. The Italian court system isn’t like ours. You remember the case from a few years ago in Italy. They kept trying the same people time and time again until they got a conviction. I don’t want to see that happen to you. It’s going to take all of our energy to deal with your professional problems. Those are more pressing than our personal ones. OK?”“You really think they might put me in jail?” Liz asked.“I think it depends on how much publicity the prosecutor can get for trying,” I admitted. “You.