Ariel laughed and gently pushed Jack away, saying with a laugh, "Dinner's gonna burn if you continue doing that! Here, make yourself useful and toss t...e salad." She handed him the salad tongs and he took the salad out of the refrigerator. Ariel put the garlic bread in the oven, then drained the pasta. She put the pasta in a bowl and sat it on the counter.Then she poured the hot marinara sauce and meatballs into another bowl, setting it beside the pasta on the counter. Jack placed the salad on. Watching for any signs of disapproval as fingertips explorer between soft cheeks briefly touching their objective there is a slight tightening. Sounds emanating from you are giving me permission to continue. The lubrication of precum still present allowing finger to slide freely in between the fleshy cheeks. Slowly with one finger sliding down slowly between your mounds passing over anal opening surprised as you press hips back against my finger. I follow on down finding your vaginal opening. She could feel her breathing quickening and couldn't help but let out a little moan as she felt fingers on her breast. Helen traced a finger around one of Emma's nipples, she rubbed in a tightening circle until her nail scratched over the stiff peak making Emma let out a gasp. Emma started to breath in short gasps, her nipples almost hurt from arousal and she could feel a throb starting deep in her belly. Just clenching her pelvic muscles had an effect on her. Helen broke the kiss and raised. "Yes, we are and have been for some time," Pat answered as Sheena and Cathleen moved up against him. Shannon and Clare had moved up against me at the same time."Would you introduce these young ladies to us, Michael?" my Dad asked."Hum ... the red haired ladies are the O'Connell Sisters from County Cork, Ireland," I told them. Shock appeared on both of our Fathers' faces."O'Connell!?" both asked."Yes! Apparently they are distant relatives - very distant relatives," I managed to say."The blond.