And they came back, nagging at her like an itch.Long after Dave had drifted off to sleep she lay there, restless and thoughtful. Finally, after it see...ed she had lain wide-awake for hours, Linda carefully rose and slipped from the bedroom, moving away from her husband's soft, comforting snore.The upstairs hallway was dim, lit only by moonlight. Nude, she walked to the door of Pam's room, intending only to peek in and see that the girls were all right. It was a silly, motherly thing to do, but. "Ohhh, yessss, Dave, fuck meee! I can't wait!" Dina cried."Suck me first, baby... and get me even harder," Dave pleaded, lifting his face again. His voice was practically cracking with excitement."Oh, I can't," Dina wailed, riding his hands into her hot, pink pussy. "I don't know how."But even as she spoke, she slid her body down until she could stick her tongue out and lap at Dave's hard, flailing prick tip with the end of her pointy tongue. She licked it over and over, moaning with pleasure. It was the gals turn now. Cheryl Lynn felt the hardening of drying spunk all over her front side as she stared into the pussy above her head. It was getting wetter as those long fingers worked the knob that sent spine tingling sensations through a woman. She could even feel her equal part become even more aroused. Cheryl Lynn ran a hand down between her legs to feel her clit as she watched the one over her being worked over in circles. When she touched herself, the tingles enveloped her body. I noticed the cup astounded him, as he looked down his nose to gaze at it. Jane let him sip the liquid and when he had enough, rested his head back down on the stretcher."Where did you get the wonderful thin cup?" He asked.Then I think that he noticed for the first time the manner in which we were dressed."You are not of this place, are you?" He asked."No!"But how could I explain to him the incident. So I just said to him, "My wives are of this place." How can that be they are dressed so odd.