Gently Pam pushed Lisa back onto the middle of bed, placed one pillow under her head, another under her bottom. She arranged Lisa’s legs, feet flat ...n the bed, bent at the knees, thighs spread apart, pussy open to our view still wet with Frank’s cum. Pam knelt on the bed between Lisa’s thighs. Her head bent forward and she lapped at Lisa’s pussy like a cat at a bowl of cream. Lisa sighed, stretched languorously and contentedly, and her hands stroked her own breasts and nipples. Frank and I. "So, did you have a good time last night?" It was OK, I guess." Just OK? It looked like you were really enjoying the dancing with Aunt Claudia, you left your own mother without a dance partner." "Sorry Mom." Even though she was joking I did feel a little guilty as I realised the wedding must have been difficult for Mom. My parents had divorced a year earlier after she had caught my Dad fucking his young secretary. "Oh honey, i'm fine. It was nice to see you enjoying yourself. Besides, I think. ' Which I guess was his way of finally admitting to himself that I had grown up now, and was not thelittle girl I used to be, and now was becoming curious.'I hope so, as you've all got one!' I declared as I momentarily, and was hardly even aware, that I looked down at his crotch, smiling.He must have caught my brief, unintentional gaze, for which I followed up with saying 'The sooner the better!' I could feel myself getting a little warm and moist here, just thinking about it.'Does yours get. She had to find a woman, someone she knew, a friend and share the chips with her. She had to be made to feel the way Anne was.That tiny spark of rationality protested this wasn't sharing. It was entrapment. It was enthrallment. Anne extinguished this flicker quickly. It was improper. It felt like a pair of jeans that no longer fit.As she pulled out of Lily's parking lot, Anne ticked through her list of friends, looking for just the right combination of beauty and opportunity. When she was.