I moved in closer. That was when I got a look at the tops of her breasts down through the top of her blouse. They were beautiful. They still looked...firm and round for her age. I also smelled her sweet perfume. Without thinking, I moved my arm around her body.She stopped and looked up at me. Letting my dick do the thinking I bent down and kissed her on the lips. Her luscious lips were connected to mine and our tongues touched. I tasted her sweet flavor in her mouth. She madly kissed me. Who could have thought Celia was such a hot number, I am sure her brother Tom was not aware of it; he always spoke of his sweet innocent little sister.When Celia was on the table and in front of Bipasha, Bipasha could not contain herself and pressed her nose for a short time between Celia’s legs, and probably flickering out her tongue to take a quick swipe of Celia’s pussy.Debra was taking it all in and still holding on to my cock, slowly stroking it and very likely making a wet spot in my. Staci sat up a little, feeling the friction of her back against the ceramic. There was a reason she didn't put any bubbles in the bath, she could see everything that was going on down there. She smiled and bit her lip as her fingers edged further. They slowly rubbed upwards, friction sent a shiver ecstasy through her again as pleasure built inside. Her fingers didn't go very far in, they didn't have to. Her fingers rubbing intensely inside her pussy. Staci leaned her had back and let out a long. It was difficult to see thechange in a person if you saw them all the time. For all she'd missed,Marcia was probably seeing a Phoebe that Claire would never see, oreventually see, if only with difficulty and reluctance, through a hazeof pain and loss that never really ended because it had no definitebeginning, a life-long mourning for the child Phoebe used to be and anever-quite-acceptance of the woman she'd become.If nothing else, Marcia had already gone through the worst of the heart-tearing.