You don’t have to worry about him…’ I stood out of view, holding my breath, in case they remembered that I was on the veranda. I didn’t have t... do this for long, because they started to kiss, Mark trying to devour Anna’s tongue as he raised her legs. ‘Mark! Don’t!’ Anna was more alert now. ‘Come on, Pet… you know you want this…’ ‘I want to wait.’ ‘The honeymoon’s a long way off… I won’t see you for two more months… I’ll probably lose my mind before the wedding… Come on, Love…’ He’d coaxed her. We'd decided on separate showers lest we start fucking again - and we both needed some recovery time. Just as I headed to the bathroom, Peta grabbed the sheets off the bed to throw in the washing machine in the laundry.I absolutely enjoyed the feeling of my warm shower - and I took the time to replay some of last night's events in my mind. As I washed my cock, I started to stroke it and surprise surprise my cock started to harden once again. Oh my god, I thought that I was done for the day! It. I wouldn’t dare want to keep you from playing with your toys on your birthday,” She responded with a wicked smile on her face. My slut got on her knees and started again on her blowjob duties as I continued my conversation with my sister-in-law. “So what brings you by today? It can’t just be to wish your favorite in-law happy birthday.” “Well not entirely. In addition to saying happy birthday, I was hoping to treat you and my dear sister out to dinner for your present. But it looks that maybe. ”“OK,” said Evens. “But I’m not parking under them. They get corrosive crap all over the car.”“Can we just drive by?”“Sure.”“Can we take you for a final dinner out? Remember, you paid for all of us on Sunday.”“Very sneaky, Willy. Of course.”“Do you eat Italian?”“Only if they’re tender. Though I suppose a ragout, as Swift suggests for the Irish, would be OK.”“Har-har.”“Will you phone Rosearia’s?” Evans asked.“In the morning, dear. Actually, not until eleven or so.”“If Gordy does a load and then.