Jean followed me in her own car to my place. Once there and inside, I made us another drink. I handed Jean her drink, she took a small sip, then began...unbuttoning her dress and heading for my bedroom. As she walked toward my bedroom, she asked, “Are you ready?” I reached out, took her hand, and redirected her toward my couch. Her hand was trembling. I said, “I am, but I don’t think you are.” She gave me a puzzled look which slowly turned a small smile. Sitting her gently on the couch, I sat. I was delayed getting away from work so, instead of arriving late afternoon, it was early evening when we reached the cottage and dusk was starting to descend. Sam and Anna ran out to greet us followed by the other couple, Mark and Jayne. Now Mark was good looking, average height and build, but I hardly glanced at him. My eyes were on Jayne who was tall and slim with blonde shoulder-length hair and almost wearing a white, long, clinging evening dress with a neckline split down to her navel. But I had to push fairly hard to get it all the way in and I did gasp as it finally shot home. My pussy was soaking wet and when I pulled my jeans up I could feel the dampness through them. The jeans held the plug in place. I was really glad I had the shopping cart to hold on to, because there would have been no way I could have walked straight with that plug in. I had to lean pretty hard on the cart. It required all of my self-control to keep from cumming. I slowly found my way back to the. I could feel him start to move his hips so he was fucking my mouth. My hands moved lower on my own body, finding my dripping pussy. My fingers splayed over the outside of my pussy lips, driving myself closer and closer to the edge. He realized what I was doing and pulled his cock from my mouth. He turned me over on my stomach and sat on my butt. He started running his fingertips up and down my spine, knowing this would drive me crazy! All my nerve endings on my back came alive under his.