I just tried to keep things clear by telling them both that I had some stuff to do for school, and to just go on home.I went upstairs, and cried.At sc...ool, things were much better. People were coming up to me, and checking to make sure that I was doing well, and to welcome me back. I got more hugs and kisses then I could count from everyone under the sun. Even the librarian, the hundred year old grouch, welcomed me back.I returned to being what I had been before the kidnapping as soon as. Sunni then stood up over Joe and ran her hands over her legs. I saw when she moved one spiked heel under Joe’s raging balls and dick and started to move them. She was such a master that I found myself so immersed in her and my husband that I barely felt Gina unhook my bra and caress my breasts.I could hear soft moans coming from Rick and Wendy so I assumed that they were also enjoying the show. Sunni ordered Joe to remove her panties, but he had to use his face. I don’t know who enjoyed this. . Well, for us.” Evening love was fine; sometimes it was grand. But morning love was even better, somehow. It wasn’t just that Sylvia was better rested, not even that he was.Anyway, she accepted the situation. She relaxed back down, then she tensed further. He thrust one finger, then two, into her vulva. He stroked directly against her g-spot. When she came around his finger, he sucked hard on her nipple.He kept stroking until she relaxed suddenly. He removed his fingers and abandoned her. . I was? Wow. You must be making these margarita's strong. But they're going down so good tonight, I may need another," she answered, taking yet another gulp. "Now rub some of your cunt juice on my shaft and mix it all up with this," I said, pointing at the bead of pre-cum oozing out of my piss-slit. "Remember how much you love the smell of cock? Play with it, while you fuck yourself with your fingers. Keep your hands and fingers wet, like a good whore does." She went wild on me, fingering.