Depending on my ‘size’ they were either just hidden by, or hung down lower than, the bottom of my nightie. In both cases, any movement on my part ...aused them to ‘flutter’ the hem deliciously. As well as the lovely tug I felt from them, I also got a psychological thrill. The tinkling was a constant reminder of what they were attached to and the fact that is was unrestricted and waggling about; accessible to anyone who wished to play with it. It also made me feel owned. In the kitchen, both were. I turned to glare at them, and got half-shamed smiles for my effort."Go," Robert told them.They turned and got into the six expensive sport cars that lined in the street."You should tell them to move those cars," I informed Robert. "Mrs. Smith is a nosy bitch, and she'll call the cops if you're parked in the street too long."I noticed the silence surrounding us finally."Actually, Mrs. Smith should be out here," I said confused. "It's been a while since someone got thrown out a window in this. I took my tool out of her mouth spat a load of spit on my cock applied it nicely and again shoved it in her mouth and now it was smoother. My soft movements where making me more excited and I sucked her vagina hungrily, her pussy was excited beyond its imagination and oozing out her juices in gallons. She was sending spurt after spurt and smiling in her sleep, she was enjoying every moment of it. After almost forty minutes of fucking her mouth and sucking her pussy, I started to build up, I did. ..a while?". I said it like a question. Darlene put my hand back down on the table, leaned to me and said, "I have had this thing for you Peter since the first time Melody brought you home." She stood up then, took off her silk top showing her luscious tits with the same beautiful brown nipples Melody had."Eddie won't be home until around 3:00 A.M. Peter. I have wanted to fuck you forever. If you want to fuck me then come on down to the bedroom and I will be ready for you." With that she.