Was it Cindy? He straightened up in the bed. He strained his ears now, his breath speeding up, what the hell could it be? It was Cindy, he was sure, w...ll almost sure.Whether or not it was, he felt compelled to go investigate. Checking once more that Esther was still sleeping, he slid out of the bed. He eased his way out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He began walking slowly and quietly down the hall, so as not to alert anyone. He would find out just what the hell was going on.He. "Thanks. Say, I heard you and Ann got along well at the barbecue last Saturday." He said with a smile."Oh you heard about that did you? I said, feeling a blush cover my face and breasts."Yes I did, a few times. She'd like to get together again with you guys." That would be nice." I said. "I like her too. Tell her to call me and we can have you all over for dinner unless you have something else in mind." Ann likes to dance and thought we could take you guys out dancing. There's a couple of good. They were both the same height; around five foot two; whatever that was in centimetres. They could easily have passed for sisters, even twins.Fiona and I sat down at the table, opposite Frank and his wife (was her name Nola? I couldn’t remember, I would have to ask Fiona to refresh my memory). Lunch was a buffet style, mainly salads, fruit, cold meats, we wandered across to the servery, put some food on our plates and returned to our seats.“So, what’s the plan for the weekend?” Fiona asked.. It was so wet, so moist, like her mouth but intensified even further. He could feel her vaginal walls constricting around him, sensing her moistness directly around every part of his penis.Looking up, Robert was treated to further wonders. Her stomach, smooth yet toned, her muscles indicating her active lifestyle. Her erect nipples atop her firm breasts, which seemed to beg him to fondle and suck on them. And most amazing of all was the look of her gorgeous face. Eyelids closed with pleasure,.