Pam and Chuck were still grappling in Chuck's Chevy. Poor Pam. Past thirty and still under the thumb of her mother.Not that my life is so wonderful, J...dy thought ruefully. Bob never seems to come home any more. I wonder if he really is working late. If he doesn't come home soon and fuck me I'll go crazy.She inhaled deeply, seething with a frustration that was becoming part of her everyday life. Knowing Pam was probably getting fucked didn't help.Still, she didn't envy her sister-in-law. Pam was. “Now suck my tits like you did to Becky.”“Mmmm, with pleasure.” Dylan leaned down, taking Olivia’s boob into his mouth, and began drinking her milk too.It was over an hour later when the three of them were laid snuggling on the sofa in post-orgasmic bliss. They were only broken out of their haze by Olivia’s tummy rumbling.“Worked up an appetite, eh?” Dylan asked.“I think we all have,” Rebecca replied. She got up, and opened the internet on Dylan’s laptop. “I’ll go on Just Eat.”“Can’t do that,. We all laughed and headed towards the bedrooms to change, but Pepper and Ginger told me to set up the table inside and I could change when they were done.Jerry and set up the poker table, got the chairs, cards, beer and a soda for Ginger. Everything was ready. Finally, the girls came out wearing bathrobes, not letting us know what they had on underneath. I asked if that was part of their 7 items and they said it was. Jerry and headed in to get dressed and decided we would do the same. A few. I moaned and writhed on the sofa as I could feel my pussy tingle. I took off his shirt and teased him back, caressed his flat, yet hairless chest, and pinched his nipples lightly. Max whined, and got back at me by moving his lips down to my breasts. I held on to his hair as he sucked on my nipples like a baby. Max reached behind me and unzipped my tight skirt, and pulled off my skirt, my pantyhose and my panties, in one move. I struggled to take off my sweater and my bra, while he got on the.