"It's OK." Paula smiled, "You at least didn't wake the kids or frighten the donkeys." Sorry," I said. "It wasn't planned." Who was it?" she enquired."...an," I said."You're kidding! Oh you rogue, she's a married woman!" Paula squeaked."Yes, but one who was very pissed off with her hubby and a bit neglected. Besides what he doesn't know won't hurt him," I hit back."True," she mused, "But you'd better hope for her sake he never does." That's for her to keep," I said, "I'm not going to ruin things. I could see out of the corner of my eye that the men were already stroking their hardening cocks.Chelsea and I writhed around on the floor, our moans filling the large hall. I could feel the eyes on me and knowing that in only a few minutes I was going to be covered in cum was enough to push me over the edge. Chelsea's tongue felt so good as she let it dance across my clit. I felt my body tense as my climax washed over me. She pressed her tongue firmly against my swollen clit as my hips slowly. Our kiss suddenly became so strong, so hard. Almost instantly I felt her tongue moving in my mouth. This kiss was so so wrong, yet it felt so good, so wanted. As we kissed I felt hands moving on my body as my hands moved on Mary. Even in the cold night air our hands slid under the clothing and found warm skin. Without a word I got out, went around, and opened the car door. Starting to speak she put a finger across my lips and took my hand. Silently we went into her house. She took my hand and. There I was, alone in the silence, kneeling and tethered to the bed, blindfolded and wanton. I just remained where I was, staying as still as I could, trying not to giggle so the lube wouldn’t fall off my back! This wasn't easy with the memory of Hazel fresh in my mind, and the egg sending delicious sensations through my body. After a short while I heard the door open. “Oh goody,” I thought, “John’s here.” I could hear the scuffing of his feet as he walked into the bedroom. I couldn’t quite put.