Their lips part and they insatiably explore each other’s mouth. My fantasy has now become my nightmare. I am becoming extremely jealous watching my ...ife pour such passion into the kiss. Their tongues continue to dance and spar until I call time again and finally pry them apart.After that display of passion, everyone seems to lose interest in the game. We agree to play a couple of more hands; Lucy appears to be languid and disinterested in playing the game anymore. She is probably still basking. After the history lesson, almost a genealogy, her mother took her to the barn to that very door, handing her a key on a little necklace and said “Open it”.The room was cozy but furnished with antiques which looked handmade. Her mother assured her they were made out of native wood by her great-grandfather. There was a double bed covered by a quilt made by her great-grandmother. Upon a shelf was a down comforter. There was a small dressing table and a mirror and a chamber pot. Pegs on the wall. There were two areas laid bare by the outfit. There was a sizeable slice from pussy to asscrack, holes large enough to accomodate any girth, and it also had silver-dollar sized cutouts where Katie’s perky nips peeked through.Katie was lying on top of the covers, so totally and unequivocally fucked that she couldn’t even undress before collapsing into sleep. She’d had a rough night. Lexi and Riley both agreed that there was something twisted yet incredibly enjoyable about plowing the tiny little. We were “set up”, and I did not mind at all. It was a clear signal from our parents……. At LAX airport, where we arrived at mid-afternoon, we were met and transported to our hotel. Our first day-trip was to be to Disneyland the next morning. After checking into the hotel, we went for a long walk to get some exercise. The check-in clerk did have a long, hard look at us, probably wondering about the “F and U Webster” who checked in….. That evening we had a nice dinner at candlelight. It was really.