Erica came over to us on the couch and held us. As we sat there, Sandra and Shelly came in."What's the matter?" asked Shelly."Uncle Dar's leg is badly...infected and he has to go to the hospital," said George.Sandra said, "Oh no." She and Shelly came over to the couch with us and we huddled there together crying and watching Uncle Dar's room.George went out to wait for the helicopter with his spotlight to guide it in.I told Erica, "I need to call Coach Coulter. She has that big van, so she can. ..She started out by positioning her pussy directly over his face so that she was basically sitting on his face and moaning with pleasure while he licked her pussy from below. She then worked her way down until she was straddling his hard cock...now we had always had a rule when we played that we could do anything but full intercourse...this rule was going to be a difficult one to follow I could tell. Her pussy was dripping wet and she proceeded to slide her wet pussy up and down on the outside. "Adam heard the change in Lucy's voice and knew she was nervous. He suspected he knew what she was nervous about."Mary grounded out yesterday with the winning run at third – twice," he said. "She is a very competitive person. If she was less outgoing yesterday than the rest of us, it is because she was pissed off at the game. It wasn't because of you."Mary's mouth dropped."I'm sorry if I gave you that impression," she said quickly. "He's right. I was stewing about the games. I was happy to meet. He was allmouth!" grinned Gemma. "But, just in case, we had better wear somethingsmart for dinner. I'm getting really hungry, it must be all this sittingabout and flirting. It really works up an appetite!"We both had a siesta for an hour or so, then showered and sat about inour robes until it was time to dress for dinner. Gemma had first use ofthe bathroom to do her make-up, then went to dress whilst I did mine.She came back wearing the tightest yellow sheath-dress I had ever seen.It had.