I leaned back and closed my eyes, just enjoying the sensation of Laura rubbing my cunny. I have to admit that I felt embarrassed by it, but Laura didn...t seem to be. Although I wasn't looking at her, I could feel her eyes on me as she rubbed me. I felt her fingers moving up and down my slit which was so wet it was almost like I had peed my pants. Every so often her fingers moved down and caressed my little butt cheeks.Now I felt Laura move on the couch and I felt her other hand reach across and. Then Ishoved her away as forcefully as I could, sending her stumblingbackward.She collided with the free-standing mirror, and both of them toppledover with a deafening crash.I lurched to my feet, swaying wildly as the world pitched and rolledlike the deck of a boat during a hurricane. Not-Karen was moaning andslowly starting to stir, trying to recover from the double whammy I'dgiven her.The sound of tires screeching to a halt outside informed me that thepolice had arrived. At first, I was. It seems the 'natural' thing to do ... but, somehow, I miss making it 'official', telling our families and all that. What do you think?" Why don't we have everyone we love come together and we announce it? Would that appeal to you... ?"Three days later, we were sitting on the patio at Aunt Jane's place, sunbathing and chatting with her, when there was a knock at the back yard gate. It was Lisa and Kelly."Hello, we received this mysterious invitation to drop by ... What's up?"While I set up some. After another 15 minutes (should have been 30) I am finished. I put things away and duck into the shower off the garage. Honestly, it is nearly dark so any missed areas might be attributed to that versus laziness. As I close the door of the bathroom and peel off my wet clothes, I noticed that your swimsuit is still hanging on the back of the door next to mine. Maybe you are already in the pool and you might have remembered the challenge that we’d issued – the first weekend without obligations.