He was soon home at the door, a terraced house in a cul-de-sac, nothing special two up two down, as always, tidy paintwork, dad would never let that g..., the window glass frosted with tiny sailing boats embossed in the glass, just as it always had been, familiar, home. He hesitated just a millisecond then grasping the handle, thrust himself into the tiny passageway, dumping case and bag and calling “I`m home.” From the tiny add on kitchen he heard the clatter as she dropped the pot she was. We got along better than either of us imagined. That, in itself, was a relief! They seemed a lot like us, easy going, sort of laid back. But it was obvious they were very much in love with each other, merely looking to share sex with us. But not looking to change partners or anything like that. Possibly, to become friends and lovers. The more we talked, the more we realized we had a lot in common with our married lives. That we loved each other, but wanted to share love with other like-minded. He began to lightly lick her delicious pussy while he gently probed it with his fingers. Parting her thick, brown pussy lips he revealed her bright pink slit, his tongue slid along its length. Finding her swollen clit, his fingers played around it in light teasing strokes. Ramona’s panting little cries urged him on. His tongue played around her slit in flickering strokes, his fingers moved faster and with a little more pressure. Ramona’s cries became longer and louder.Rob felt her fingers in. Callie's mind wandered back to a year ago. She could still feel how nervous she was. She had dressed in her new blue dress, it fell to mid thigh and clung in all the right places. It had a deep V neckline, the top of her full 34c breasts were visible and her wispy black bra lifted her breasts up and gave her a wonderful deep cleavage. Her black g string barely covered her newly shaved pussy...the back sliding in the tantalizing crack between her ass cheeks.She placed the hoop earrings in her.