Kathy and Margo seemed to get on with the children like a house on fire. As it was raining outside they were playing indoors and being very loud about...it. I thought boys played noisily and girls played like little ladies. Shows you what I knew.Emily demanded my assistance in the kitchen whilst she cooked a meal for nine. Stella and her husband would be there later. We were still in the habit of whoever picked the children up from school cooked the evening meal. It had become a tradition by. In a desperate state she managed to spread her other trembling leg further apart to keep him fucking her harder. He was hitting her cervix like she never felt before. This caused her orgasm to peak again and give her no chance of stopping as her cunt continued seeping and receiving a brutal fucking. She was losing her strength to control her body as her legs were shaking and her nerves began to burn. Harder and harder she fought through it to prolong her massive orgasm which is what she wanted.. “What did you say his name was?” said the stern voice of Aunt Edith; she had silently returned. “Fluffy,” said Clair who was running fingers over the Pussy between her legs. “Oh, I like her,” I thought, “I like her a lot.” As I handed Aunt Edith her coffee, Clair picked up my shopping list in order to make space. “Oh god.” I thought and again poured whiskey into my coffee. “Mmm same for me please," said Clair, as she came into the kitchen to pass me my list. "It may be fun if we went shopping. I thought I should be naked to read about being naked. I started reading again and Lynn came in to change clothes. She asked me what I was reading and we talked about it a few minutes.“Lynn, you know that feeling when you get out of the shower? You’re all clean and warm. Then you have to get dressed. I wish we could just go on with our day and not get dressed. You know what I mean?”“I guess. But then I’d run into Dave and he would say something mean and I would want to hide.”“Yeah, but ....