I still needed help to stand.So Mo held an arm around my hip again and helped me stand.My legs almost gave way again so Alex helped me into Mo’s arm....The two Tweedles didn’t care.All they wanted to do was leave and had already opened the door.They led Mo and me down the stairs with Alex walking right behind us.Alex kept an eye on me just in case I stumbled while he twirled his car keys about.As we slowly walked down the steps my weary head was slowly scanning the venue.I noticed that the same. I casually wondered who was visiting as I opened the front door and listened to determine which room Theresa and the visitor occupied. I heard nothing.As I moved through the downstairs, I detected slight sounds from the upstairs bedroom area. I began to get a bad feeling as I ascended the stairs as quietly as I could. I even remembered to step over the fifth tread, which always squeaked. It became obvious the sounds were coming from the master bedroom, and it wasn't me making the sounds! In my. As she screamed out while Jonathan hammered away, his tongue in her ear and Charlotte’s legs wrapped around his waist, she knew that it might disturb the neighbours let alone be audible to Emma and Harriett, but she didn’t care. After an hour or so, Charlotte was quite exhausted, so she wandered naked out of her bedroom to the kitchen to get some beers out of the refrigerator. Both of them were now very hot and sticky – rivulets of perspiration running down their faces and shining on their. I could feel the pressure of his strong fingers and hot breath on my thong covered sex, he ran his fingers up and down my slit occasionally grinding them into my swollen clit. I was moaning softly now trying not to attract attention, but his hands felt so good. He finally breeched my panties and slid his tongue over my steaming sex, my hips bucked and I pushed my pussy into his eager mouth. I let out an involuntary moan while the waves of pleasure rolled over me. He thrust two fingers into my.