Her sweet, sexy voice crackled in my ear, "I'm on the expressway. Traffic is terrible so I may be a few minutes late. I love you."I got the rest of my...luggage and went out to the curb to wait. It wasn't too long before I saw the familiar car approaching. She pulled up to the curb next to me and popped the trunk. I tossed my bags in the trunk and sank down into the passenger seat. She leaned over and gave me a quick kiss, "How are you doing. babe?" "I'm doing OK. It's good to be home." Just. I’ll phone your Mom and Sam.”“Thanks.”Jane leaves the room with me, and Grace hugs Dahlia tighter, rocking back and forth. Heading for the kitchen, I tell Moira and Carol that they can relax in the living room after they phone their parents and let them know what is going on, but to be sure the parents know not to tell anybody. I make my call first as Jane leaves.I head back to the bedroom, moving the desk chair to sit in front of Grace and Dahlia. Once I am seated, I say, “I know that today. She quickly emailed Jill's file to her, along with a tran***********, before taking a deep breath and starting her own.That night, when she was lazily masturbating herself to sleep after compulsively watching both videos a few times each, she slipped into her familiar daydream where a mysterious stranger fucked her full of cum. After they finished, she looked up at her dream lover, and was surprised to see Don's face. Confused, she drifted off into an uneasy sleep.In spite of her expectation. Sara clumsily rolled off Kayla opposite Chelsea. She looked up at me lustfully but exhausted. We shared a brief glance before she turned to watch my wife licking Kayla’s breasts. Now that Sara was no longer riding Kayla’s face, we could make out what she was saying. “Oh fuck, Trevor, your cock feels so fucking good. I’m going to cum so hard again!”Hearing that Kayla was close, Sara was rejuvenated and grabbed Kayla’s other breast, so that she had a woman licking and sucking at each of her.