They knew now it would be up to his instinct, her patient face waiting for him to enjoy her, praying he would do more than just look. A wavering voice...asked, if he could touch, she nodded, then whispered “please, oh yes please!” then felt his tentative fingers gently, oh so very gently touching her soft lips. A shudder ran through her body, he opened the lips, eyes like organ stops, lasers, boring into, to him a maze of soft pink lips, the soft folds, damp now, velvety to the touch. He found. All Christy did was hug her and tell her she loved her. Vanessa broke down and was crying and saying thank you and all that stuff. My mother turned around and looked like she was seeing a three antlered moose or something. Randi was pretty interested too.“What in the world is wrong with you two?” asked their other sister.“They’re making up,” said Grandma, munching on a piece of bacon. “Anybody could see that.”“Did you two start fighting again?” asked my mother, rolling her eyes. “I thought you. Sucks my cock in the breaks should I give her a $5000 pay rise too." Kim looked shocked. She looked down at her tits grabbed her jersey and pulled it over her head revealing her EE cup bra encased breasts. She wore a skirt with a hem line about mid thigh showing her great long legs. "No" she said quietly. I moved behind her and unzipped her skirt. It fell to the floor. Kim was wearing a garter belt stockings and crotchless panties. The flat sole shoes were boring. "Sit on the couch " I issued. I'll give it to Polly, she treated Phil and I exactly the same. It was as if she had a stopwatch in her head, that she timed the kiss under the mistletoe she gave each of us the following Christmas. Who went first was decided by the toss of a coin of course; I remember that I won that first year.All three of us dated other people of course. But adamantly Polly refused to date either Phil or I. Some folks might think that she was playing with our emotions, but at the time I believed her when she.