" His hands dropped like rocks and zoomed right to my butt. "I love you, Hilary. I can tell you are a sexy, but kinky woman, now that I've made love t... you," he told me, lifting me up with him by my butt cheeks. He turned me so we were face to face. He held me with his left hand, while he took his rod in his other hand and let it slide right into my pussy. "Oh, my, Hilary. Your pussy is a little tight, but I think I like it that way," he moaned, landing back on his knees. I put my arms onto his. I squirted a small amount of pussy cum overJoyce's tummy and then collapsed backwards on the bed. My breathing was hardand heavy as small aftershocks were still coursing through me.I looked up at Joyce and watched her as she ran her finger through the juices onher tummy and brought it up to her mouth to taste my offerings. I lay there for afew minutes to recover and then I untangled myself and slid up next to Joyceand gave her a light kiss on the lips. I then said to her "welcome to the. "This is good stuff!" she held out her hand for the bottle and took a moment to examine the label. "I thought they made champagne?!"I nodded, "Yeah, their parent company in France makes 'em call it 'sparkling wine' since it doesn't come from the Champagne region, but a few years back, they started selling this stuff in limited quantities, and it kind of caught on."I swirled the amber liquid around the walls of the snifter, watching the little rivulets run down the glass, then turned it up and. And we weren't confessing a thing."Sorry, bedtime," Grace admitted we had a curfew. "Next week, load limits for bridges ... How to figure without crashing the bridge to test it. We haven't had a decent vacation since I don't know when. We're going sailing Friday and Saturday. There's bunk room sleeping for eight and deck space for seven. If you'd like to go, I'll give you our phone number and tell you where to meet."The girl who figured out the mistake first came over and said, "I'd love to.