When I took it from her, our fingers brushed and I felt an excited jolt run down my body. Soon Sonia sat on my lap. We began chatting and all the time...she kept touching me, running her fingers through my hair, brushing her fingers over my chest Leaning in and brushing her breast against me. Soon I found myself enjoying it, and began touching her back, my fingers brushing her bare leg, caressing her arm, her cheek. “Rahul, this is nice,” Sonia said as she broke one of the kisses. “I think that. Little George was in a highchair between David and Darla. George's days in a highchair were about to end. Janice was helping June by serving the meal.If the meal was designed to prove that June could cook, she made her point. The table was set to perfection with David's finest linens, china, silverware and crystal, accessories his mother had selected for him. Candles provided the light except for the chandelier, which had been dimmed to its lowest setting.The meal started with a salad of baby. I went off her mouth, to her neck, her left breast, further down the stomach till I stopped at her bikini panties. With my hand I rubbed her young pussy through her panties. Then I stroked her inner thighs with my hands, went lower and licked her toes. I put my leg over her and lay down on her. Then I rubbed my painfully hard dick against her panties. I humped her pussy through her panties – harder and harder but overcame myself and stopped before cumming – I didn’t want to end just yet. Then,. I could beat on the door until someone opened it. What then? What I'd heard indicated that something I wouldn't like was going on in there, but if they opened the door and were fully clothed they could come up with some lame assed, but slightly plausible explanation and what could I do besides letting them know just how pissed I was. The other choice was to try and find out what was going on in the room.I studied the layout of the house to orient myself and then went outside. I checked things.