She and Jessica started giggling.“Are you two going to try to cause trouble all night?” I asked, warily.“Yes!” they chorused.I just shook my h...ad and went to ask Kathy to dance. Kurt was talking to some of the guys, so he didn’t ask either of my wives to dance. Kathy and I didn’t talk at all; she put her head on my chest, and hugged me tightly as we swayed to the music. I recalled how much I’d enjoyed making love with her, and the threesomes that we’d had with Bethany. Kathy had lost all of her. One half of my mind was saying that I should get out now, and the other half said to grab the back of her head. My hands reacted before my feet and I pulled her head toward my cock. Jessica opened her mouth to lick the head of my cock sticking above the waist of my shorts. I almost burst as the tip of her tongue flicked around the underside of the crown of my dick while her hands squeezed and tickled my balls through the material. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out my pants as Jessica slid. ..No Chelsea was right. They all saw him different now. Theyappreciated him as a maid and she was going to capitalize on that andthat is what would make Chelsea have pride and self-worth.She did promise herself to never put him down again. His comments madeher feel almost sick to her stomach with remorse for how she hadtreated Chelsea and her treatment was far, far less bad than theothers. Suddenly Ms. Reynolds words flashed back into her mind and howshe talked about helping him but DO NOT. Her body tingled all over. She felt warm and luxuriant inside, loose and giving and flowing. There were moments when her whole cunt-tunnel throbbed with a funny feeling, as if it were remembering the plunging prick running in and out of it.She moved her taut rump on the beach towel, feeling the sand give under her cheeks to form two cupping depressions, like warm hands holding her ass.She parted her thighs slightly, and her pussy tipped up, the crotchband of the white bikinis pressing inward.