. I have to stop talking." Trish suddenly seemed to snap to attention, and her eyes were reflected in the light of the setting sun. "She ... she's tal...ing to me. Can you hear it?"I shook my head, unable to make out any sounds in the house."She's here. I can feel her ... Oh god..." Trish's eyes squeezed shut, and the flush came over her features again. "I want to ... Don't ask me Lesley ... I can't..."I rose from my chair, alarmed at the way that Trish's hands were gripping the arms of her. I checked both out. The girl had a nice set of firm breasts, each about the size of half baseballs and her pussy juices already making the inside her of thighs shiny. Her brother was sporting a boner about six inches long and a bit thicker than mine. Neither of them seemed to care that they were there naked in front of each other or that they didn’t have a single hair below their shoulders.We finally sat down at the kitchen table to properly introduce ourselves. Everyone laughed at their very. Always.Allen was drunk, running around the house chasing Sybil, telling crude jokes to the couples who had come a half-hour ago.The guests seemed to be watching Allen as if he were a phenomenon captured suddenly in their laboratory. Occasionally, they looked at Gwen and tried to engage her in nonsensical chatter, but she was elusive and quiet, watching, as the others were, her husband's infantile antics as he played the role of the party buffoon.Allen had no inhibitions. He jumped around the. I just wanted her to love me.She put on a brave smile and shook her head. "No, Andrew. You could never be too rough for me when you are like that. I don't know how to thank you for these last two nights. They are just so special to me." I kissed her and her soft passionate embrace was enough to stoke my fires yet again. I could never get enough of her. Never.I worked my kisses down her body, spending time to worship and adore every spot along the way. My mouth came to her sex and I began to.