I offered up my home because I know I can trust Marcy. That left me at his mercy for a place to rest my head.We were also at the mercy of the weather....Shortly before we arrived at Glade’s “Full Moon Manor,” the light and refreshing sprinkling of rain grew into a downpour. This had left us both soaked; the vibrations of the cycle had also left me in a major state of heat. I had wanted him so badly that I was peeling off my wet clothes before he had turned off the ignition. We made frenzied,. I turned to see what Maggie was doing and was startled to find her making coffee and setting the table -- for three.Back to the phone I went, plotting a new strategy for Leslie."Leslie?" I asked, "Has anyone ever done that to you?" No... but it sounds deliciously nasty." It is. In fact I might allow you to do me. Do you think you might like a go at it?"There was a long silence on the line. Behind me Maggie set a cup and saucier rattling, and I knew she was listening in on the conversation, at. It didn't take long for her to pull the elastic band of my underwear down and let my cock spring up from its restrained position. I could hear her breathing change as she looked down at my pulsating member. I slipped my thumb in my waistband to hold my boxer briefs down and give her some freedom to touch it. She reached out and placed her hand in it gently at first then wrapping her hand around it. I had never seen my own cock in anyone's hand besides my own so while I watched her grip my. She remembered the evening before, the lovely reality of the lovemaking, and as the images flashed one after the other, she found herself aroused again. Ellen turned on her back as quietly as possible, slid a hand down to her sex and started a slow rubbing of her clitoris.It was something she did nearly every morning at home before facing her day. Now, before long, the rubbing of her clitoris became more determined, her fingers now wet with her juices. Suddenly, Ellen was aware that Sarah was.