I guess they all read the book beforehand but not me. I heard enough about it in the media and am not interested in the 'made for public audience' SM ...ovie that does not include my kind of fetish.So my wife went off with her friends and I decided to go out with a couple of my pals to a local bar that had some live music where I enjoyed myself.I did not stay out very long and decided to go back home to see if the girls already were done with the movie and maybe came home early after being. Melanie had aged rather well since we were seven. Her dark hair had gotten lighter due to the sun, her breasts had swollen into a small but noticeable A cup, and her ass was still as perfect as ever. Her legs had gotten longer and more shapely, and she had grown to 4 9. I myself had shot up to 4 11, almost a five footer. My hair had grown longer and had also gone darker, I preferred to keep, it slightly spiky on top, with a minor fringe that usually went cow- licky. I had bulked up quite a bit,. She wouldn't have told me she loved me for nothing. Sure, maybe the bathroom, you could just call sex, but the bedroom business was different. I couldn't help, but to masturbate. My skirt came off, and went the floor. My right hand found my way into my panties. My imagination wouldn't allow Jack to come in, as it just wanted Kirsten. Thoughts of when she ate my pussy did the job for me, as my fingers went in. Kirsten was like a foreign food, as the she too new, and gave me a lot of pleasure. ‘You’re not bad yourself,’ she whispered as she sat up and kissed him. ‘Did you taste yourself?’ She grinned. At breakfast there were knowing looks and smiles from Donna and Betsy. Annabelle came in with her baby in her arms. ‘Matron wants you to go down to meet the young widow who wants to sell her oyster leases.’ Betsy grinned, ‘You look as though you may be in need of a few oysters.’ They took a dinghy and motored down to the widow’s camp. ‘Her husband went missing when his trawler went.