Tied and restrained as she was, there was nothing that she could do but lick. Her tongue stabbed into Sandy's hot, dripping cunt and along her fevere... slit. On the third pass over her pussy, Sandy came for the first time. "Oh, God, keep licking!" she ordered, readhing down and spreading her own pussy lips wide to ease Janie's tongue's access to her tenderest parts. "Davy, you eat her out, but don't let the bitch come!" she ordered. Obediently he leaned his head forward and attacked Janie's. Maybe if you said those words to me in an e-mail, as I was high over the Atlantic, I could have handled it better. But being here with you, in the flesh, those words hurt me. It is something that I will have to deal with. I’m going to take a shower now.”With that I got up and went to the shower. There, at least I could cry, alone.Showered, shaved, dressed. I went looking for Amelia. There was a note on the table from her.Drew, I am sorry if my words hurt your stupid male ego. Yes you are. “What do you mean by that?” I asked.“She says nobody can pound a pussy like your Uncle Mark.” Replied Tricia.“And how would she know that, I’ve never fucked Stacy!” I quipped.“She peeked in on you and Aunt Beth going at it a couple years ago while you were staying over. She told me that she uses that memory to masturbate to since things between her and Dad have gone dead.” She replied.“Tell me more honey.”I instructed her.“She hasn’t had a real cock inside her since Jen (Tricia’s youngest. You're free for the rest of the afternoon?" Oh, certainly," I said."Great. I'd like to take a closer look at these pictures... with you around so I can compare them. Would that be all right? After lunch, of course." That's be great." I winked at him. He responded with a smile.We went back to ordering; the food was delicious! All the while, Phil and Richard both watched me closely, obviously taking pleasure in my appearance. I'd taken care to dress especially for Richard; I didn't want to look.