Reece had noticed she began the first letter with ‘Darling’, then that became ‘My Darling’ start to the second, ‘Dearest Darling on the thir... or fourth and in yesterday letter he’d been downgraded to ‘Dear Reece’. He was an excellent letter writer, according to his mother. But although his prose was descriptive he’d noticed how much more vibrant Cilla’s letters were. He deduced the difference lay in emotion, Cilla’s letters personified her. Slipping back into business mode, Reece sat back in. Neither one wanted to come too soon and Lee suggested a position change and said he wanted to try my mouth. He sat on the sofa and I knelt before him, his cock was unsheathed and I licked the tip as I gripped his base. As I took his length into my mouth, Jack knelt behind me and easily entered me. His cock was long and rigid with a slight curve to it and doggy style was always my favourite with him. Lee's cock still had some pliability to it and I paid attention to the differences as Lee's was. I move over to him, taking his hand, I move him into the bedroom. I lean up, I kiss him softly. I kiss him with a hungry need. His lips are sweet, his tongue hot and ready. Edward wraps his arms around me, lifting me up and holds me close. I wrap my legs around him, squeezing my thighs. Our kiss is long, deep and it makes me so horny. It isn’t long before he puts me back down. He strips me of my clothes, just like he did the night we met. He has me exposed to him and Matthew. He angles us. I couldn’t get the memory out of my mind of the amazing sight of those hot hard nipples. I wanted so badly to touch them and suck them.I tried not to look down at her breasts as I arrived face to face with her. Of course, she wasn’t naked, but she looked amazing in the tight low-cut top she was wearing. As usual we talked about nothing for a few minutes. Things like how was I doing in school, was I looking forward to graduation, etc. It seemed our brief conversation was over as she turned away.