She had her vibrator going, and almost there, when someone began ringing the doorbell and using the brass knocker on the front door at the same time. ...ho the hell can that be? She wondered, and then answered her question. Mother, it must be Mother. She’s had another fight with Dad. She tucked the vibrator under her pillow, and after putting on a robe, went to the door and opened it, leaving the chain in place, she knew she was alone in the house, no sense in being foolish. It wasn’t her mother.. After I regain control, I dismount your shin and lean over, sliding my tongue up along your shin, trying to clean up after myself&hellip, taking my free hand and sliding my fingers under my panties, and pushing them into my pussy, getting them all cummy&hellip, pulling them out of my pussy and bringing them up to your lips, outlining your lips, leaving some cum on your lips. After spreading it on your lips, bringing my still cummy fingers down to your thigh, smearing it over your thigh,. "Switching, are we?" Do you mind?"I started to shake my head 'No' when suddenly I felt Mike enter me from behind; I moaned my acceptance and he began to thrust into me rapidly as Roy did the same to Dee below my eyes. I took my mouth off Dee's clit in order to lick Roy's meat as it drove in and out of the cunt before me and then I alternated between the two pleasure centers at my face. Mike continued to pump into me, and I realized that once again I would not be able to allow my husband access. Then I felt my hand raised to a cheek and a kiss planted on the back of it. I opened my eyes. It was my sister. "Hi, Roger. You gave us a scare. The doctor says you're going to be fine. You remember what happened, don't you? A car hit you broadside in the driver's door. That was a week ago yesterday."That was my sister, the compulsive talker. If there was something to be said, Connie said it and all at once if possible. I struggled to speak, finally croaking, "Erline?" Your wife? Oh she's fine..