I didn’t know what you had planned, but I was getting excited. As I watched you I could feel my cock starting to grow and twitch. I wanted to go int... that house and lay you down and make love to you for the rest of the day. But that would have ruined my cover. I wasn’t due home until about 5 so I wasn’t going to stop watching you just yet. When you were done in the bedroom, you went back to the kitchen and started making dinner. You pulled out a roast and turned on the oven. You chopped up all. ‘Oh, Val. It’s so beautiful.’ ‘Come along then, Ms. Gordon,’ Warren said as he opened the passenger side door. ‘Mrs. Davis will be anxious about lunch being delayed.’ The look on Doreen’s face was priceless. She was walking as if in a trance toward the car, then sliding inside before Warren shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side. Dad and I watched as Warren pulled away smoothly and headed to his home. We followed in the van at a discreet distance. ‘What an amazing car,’ she. I participated for about an hour or so but I felt weird, drawn into myself and I went to a quiet corner backstage to process it all. Faye arrived carrying two glasses of champagne, handed me one, then, with a mouth full of bubbles, kissed me so it dribbled down over the camisole I was wearing. “You deserve it, darling. Get used to it.” Vanessa appeared and I was held in their embrace and it suddenly seemed so natural that Van was kissing Faye and she was kissing me and I had two people’s hands. With one hand holding the rolling pin, I used the second hand to tease at my clit and lips and rub more saliva on me to help ease the thickness of the wooden shaft inside me. My pussy felt stretched like never before as I worked the length of the rolling pin inside me - it hurt just a little. The pain was nothing compared to the exquisite pleasure of the thickness filling me up inside. I felt ready to burst with such satisfaction as I started to move the rolling pin in and out of me a little..