Her nipples were already hard and pink and erect, and jutted through the thin satin of the nightie. It was sleeveless, so I could see Cyndi's shoulder... against the spaghetti straps. Cyndi's hair hung loose and wild around her neck. She wore long silver earrings that complimented the shape of her face.I came into the bedroom and slipped out of my jeans and shirt. I lay down on the bed in just my tight jockey shorts. I gave Cyndi a kiss and before long her tongue was sliding in and out of my. Shit, she must have bought a new one… She was working on herself with it for a little while, and I could see her pull her legs up under the covers, and could easily see that she had both hand between her legs going to town. Then I heard Sally knock on the door! The vibrator switched off, and it was dead silent for what seemed forever. Sally knocked on the door again, asking if anybody was home. I heard some rustling around, then Lanie’s feet hit the floor, she walked across to floor, turn. " She smiled as she took her husband's hand. "There was one occasion when I didn't cry myself to sleep."Leanne grinned. "The night of your birthday when you sat on Grandpa's lap?" Of course it was sweetie. I may not have known it then but the feelings that raced through me when he massaged my breasts were special. I guess I was too young to know that it was love." She grinned. "I thought it was just a severe case of the 'likes'."Then like a dam breaking more questions came. "What happened. He wanted to fuck her senseless, as he’d so succinctly put it. And she felt a major urge to fuck him right back. She opened the door an inch before he placed his palm flat against it and shoved, using his body strength to push her into the room. Closing the door with his foot, he used his left hand to press her against the wall while his right went to the hemline of her skirt, yanking it up so in bunched around her waist. His mouth bore down on hers and using his hands, one to grab her arse and.