As he sat on our sofa Donna went in the kitchen to make some drinks and I followed her in. "This could be it" she said, as I put my hand up her nightg...wn she was still wet, as I ran my finger down her crack in her knickers she grabbed hold of the worktop and with her hand over her mouth she whispered an orgasm, I rubbed her until she'd come.Taking the drinks into the lounge, the guy started to talk glass and windows, Donna gave him his coffee and sat next to him, she was wearing just a nightie. Instead he confined himself to the occasional rubbing of his knee against her thigh.He closed his eyes and tried to shake these thoughts from his mind, for to do so would surely allow him to sleep, but he was fighting a losing battle and gently pulling off the duvet, careful not to disturb his wife, he climbed out of bed. He needed a drink. He needed to try and clear his head.They had planned to go home but with the kiddies having crashed out halfway through the evening, they'd agreed to stay. She always enjoyed doing this. She sometimes felt like she was making love to her with a wet wash cloth. She loved hearing her little murmurs when washing her breasts or between her legs. When she was done, she lightly kissed her nipples and then licked her clitoris delicately, watching her face. The little smile was there as usual. She replaced the covers.Susan had been very careful not to let Mathew see her. She wasn't sure why except she feared he wouldn't like her being around his lovely. In the candlelight, Jennifer watched Steve place the plastic bag over his head and fasten the ties over the plastic that was wrapped around his neck. She shifted her restless hands to her lap and watched Steve. Then as planned she asked him to undress slowly.Jennifer noticed, like her, that Steve had shaved his pubic hair off. Now that she could see her fantasy coming true, she began to undress haphazardly, excitedly. Her blouse fell on the floor, her bra followed. All that remained as she.