Over time, the three of us all became more friendly and really enjoyed just the conversation. I'd do errands for them and would bring them whiskey. Ov...r whiskey, conversations would get a little more to sex but we would stop when Laura would become embarrassed.One night after about 3 drinks, Bob told me to kiss Laura. I giggled, Laura giggled. But I thought, what the hell. I walked over to her and just gave her a quick peck on the lips. Wow. Her lips were soft and sweet. Three or four more. As much as she wanted to resist, Yumi could feel the lust building up in her, like a well ready to overflow. "I thought I had it under control?" She asked herself. It wasn't much of a struggle though, as Yumi found herself on her back, legs spread open, with Vanessa between them, having a taste of her Japanese twat. She dug her fingers into the sheets, moaning loudly, as the American woman licked her pussy like there was no tomorrow. She could feel Vanessa's fingers playing with her clit, and. ”“It looks delicious!” I told her.“Well, you hold that thought for later. Maybe after Charlie goes to bed tonight. Right now, I have something else in mind. Do you want to know what else I did in the bathroom?”“Uh, yeah, sure.”“I touched myself, you know, down there. I was trying to take care of things myself, but it just didn’t work. It just made me hotter and wetter! Here, see for yourself!” She took my hand and pushed it down between her legs.She was right, she was hot and wet! I fingered. She finally gave it up in the middle of high school to focus on her violin. She had been almost as good with her violin as she was on the track. From there on, she devoted most of her time to music.She went to Julliard on a music scholarship and managed to have a career with the Philharmonic Orchestra. Now, she and her daughter were both obsessed with the violin. The difference might have been that her daughter was still on the cross country and track teams. As a freshman she had been part of.