The kiss deepened and the over-large nightshirt slipped from Meg’s shoulder, so Tobias saluted the warm, exposed flesh there, questing down the open...shirtfront, to feast on those wonderfully prominent nipples. Meg murmured in response and pulled Tobias’ nightshirt up over his hips, caressing his bare bum cheeks.There was nothing urgent or impatient about their exploration as her borrowed garment slid up Meg’s slender thighs and they rubbed together, unencumbered by clothing. When they did. Dan kissed the exposed parts. Her neck, her throat, her collarbones, and then the fleshy top of her bosom. Mom sighed sensually. "You really like Auntie's breasts, don't you?" Dan didn't say anything, and just kissed her mouth again. I saw their tongues dart out and meet in open air, wrestling and coiling, until their lips met. They kissed noisily and Dan moved down her neck again. Mom sighed again. "After John was born, Heather and I would take turns breastfeeding you two. John was. Karen was silently pleased, the night was going just how Dennis had said it would.As the night came and went, the party finished and the ladies left leaving Karen and Stacey. Stacey shut the door as the last of the ladies left and headed back to the living room. It was time for the next phase of the plan. Karen’s face dropped into disappointment as she sat down on the couch next to Stacey.Even in her drunken state, Stacey could see Karen was upset about something. “Wh-what’s wrong Karen?”Karen. They joined the other guests in the courtyard for tea, then headed once again for Duval Street.This time they rode in one of the bicycle taxis that plied the street, and were not exhausted when they reached Mallory Pier. They walked back and did some more shopping, but did not miss the sunset. It was spectacular as usual. They joined the throng of tourists heading back to the bars and restaurants. They decided to try a brewpub called Hammerhead's. The food was very good, the beer.