She remained comatose, her sleep Shyp.“She won’t ever know. She’ll wake up in the morning without a clue. Trust me. I know.”Cee seemed to rela.... “They do want to be touched, don’t they?”“Mmm,” I responded, brain and adrenalin racing. “Would you mind? She is your wife, I mean.”My cock was hammering beneath my shorts looking for an exit. “Well, you could caress your own breasts as you touch hers,” I suggested, my voice a tad strained.Cee almost glared in response. “That’s blackmail!”“Yes,” I. Lena is sitting on Jake's immediate left. I remain on his right but Nic2 is next to me. And we are blended in a way we have not been before. There is laughter and happiness this morning ... that is no different from other mornings ... but that happiness with the arrangement of the seating does seal our family as one family. This is a good morning and tonight will be a special night.Before this morning, it did not occur to me that Lena needed to be here for the Cherry-popping. Now I am. Barely allowing him time to register the strange mixture of cold and hot, Josie rose up on her knees and sank back down, again. Once fully impaled, this time she ground her hips into him, feeling his substantial penis moving within her, grinding her clit onto his abdomen. It was too much, Harry’s world was spinning, his seed was bursting to get out. He steadied her hips and looked at her pleadingly.“Go slow.” His desperate expression spoke volumes. “Go slow. You’re a goddess.”Josie did her. Of course the gorgeous strapless white lace half cup bra matched too, with a tiny bow directly between the two phenomenal 34D cups covering the front clasp.The centerpiece of her outfit was her new light blue gown. It was a custom made Dior gown that had cost $10,000. The top half was a perfectly fitted bodice made of silk subtly embroidered with very fine lace. It fitted tightly around her slender waist and the two lace trimmed cups fitted the beautiful shape of her huge round breasts.