Just her touching it through my shorts set off another kind of sensation I had only felt while masturbating by myself. The soft touch was driving me c...azy as I place one of my hands on her thigh and did the same thing. Wendy then ran her hand back down my thigh and then under my shorts as I wasn't wearing any panties to bed her hand softly touched and rubbed my pussy as she kissed on my neck. Shortly after she did this I did the same to her as she too wasn't wearing panties to bed. We were soon. Okay, so maybe Phoebe was realizing that Marcia had been miscast in therole of a father. Maybe she could forgive Marcia her shortcomings. Still,it left Marcia tasting the bitterness of once again having failed someoneshe loved. And again, she considered the tragedy of not having come toknow herself earlier. All the pain she could have spared those she'dinvolved in her life. Phoebe, at the top of the list. But also,somewhere on that list, and far from the bottom, was Claire."So where does that. When we were alone, in the kitchen, Linda came up to me and whispered in my ear. “So, the question is, do you want me to go further with Christian?”“Why not,” I replied quickly. The speed of my response didn’t go unnoticed by Linda either!Linda responded, “Well, seeing how hard you got watching the fun before we ate, I’m not surprised you’ve said yes.” A smile spread across her face and she kissed me deeply. I’m sure I could still faintly taste Christian’s cum, that my wife had only recently. Grabbing something to drink we all sat down at the table and I ask the girls if they had seen Doug yet this morning. Ann told me he had left early because he had to help his dad move some wood. With a stern look at Ann I said I hope you didn't do anything you'd regret last night. Being on the subject I asked them how they learned so much about sex being that I could count the guys they had been with on one hand. They both laughed at me and said just because they were younger than me didn't stop.