She told them to watch how she disciplines cute little bitches for fucking and stealing things in her home without her permission. Casey watched Janes...feet walk around to her ass area and between her widely spread legs. Jane rubbed and massaged her lower legs through her jeans and then slowly and methodically massaged ever higher up to her asshole and crotch. This got Casey wet quickly. She bit her bottom lip lightly and moaned. Jane was also getting a little excited. Casey could hear here. I shuddered, thrilled to the core by the feelings I was getting between my legs and soaking his exploring fingertip. I didn't know what I wanted, but whatever it was I wanted it bad and pressed myself eagerly against his finger as he stroked me. “Slip to your knees and open your legs wider,” he whispered in my ear and sliding his thumb out of my mouth. As I sank to my knees, eyes closed in ecstasy, his body stooping over me as I took his hand in my panties down with me, I felt something smooth. I sat down and began to sample the food. It was all good. However I kept comparing it to Helen's. Helen almost always won. I did like their fancy salads though. I left everything else and went back for the fruit and veggie things. It was the spicy bread and dressing I expected that made them stand out.My main complaint with the dinner conversation was that everything, "Is to die for." or so our two drama queens seemed to think. "We have to get these two down to Aster to eat at one of Helen's. They’re also practically my sisters and we all intend to be adopted by Uncle Curtis after he marries Aunt Molly. So, you’re my sisters, yes, but so are they. That makes them your sisters, too, right? And I have a third sister from your group, Candice, you said? Well, I’ll have to get her pregnant, too, no doubt of that,” I declared as we approached Stick’s home now.“The door’s locked, but there’s always a key left near that plant there,” Stick told us, grabbing the house key in its expected.