His self-imposed ennui was fading and curiosity filling the void. He snatched up the bottle of Chablis that he brought with him and strode to the door... He rang the bell and waited. A minute passed. As he waited the chill in the autumn night air bit him. He wondered if she had heard the bell. Finally, Sylvia appeared, opening the door to him.She was dressed almost as if at work. There were the black trouser-style slacks, neither snug to her slender form, nor loose as a pajama. Her hair was. This was one young man I did not want to mislay.= = =I sorted out all the details of my lottery win and listened to all their advice as to the best way to invest the money and handle the interest a large win generated. I knew that it was sensible to pay attention to them as they had experience of such things. Then I had the awkward job of introducing Jean to Clara and Mum. I realised that the easiest way was by a wish. It then occurred to me that I didn’t know where she was. But as I thought. Donal had come and my mother was cleaning his cock. Beth was riding my husband hard while he enjoyed the humiliation that Therese put me through. I started to feel my father cum in my arse. I collapsed to the floor as he withdrew from me. “Be a good slut and clean his cock.” I heard Therese say. I turned around and licked his deflating cock before taking it in my mouth. The camera captured it all. Beth was orgasming as my husband came in her cunt. My mother crawled over to them and cleaned his. Hell yes !! I sat my ass on hers and massaged her back, all the time she was telling me how good it felt. Then she asked if I could massage the back of her legs above her knees, no hesitation there either, my hand went a little higher under her nightie and touched her pussy, Damn was it wet. I kept massaging the back of her legs and each time my hand went to her pussy and she wasn't saying No. Then I just kept my fingers playing with her wet , very wet pussy. I was so hard and wanted to fuck.