I would slowly massage the bath oils into them. Only I knew how to do this right, to achieve the maximum ecstasy my breasts could give me with the pro...er massage. As I replayed the story from last night’s read in my mind, my hands reached down to my labia. My fingers knew the route I liked them to take, slowly circling my lips with slow increasing pressure, mmmmmh. Picking up the bar of bath soap, I would slip it under the water guiding it along the pushed out lips of my vag. Yes, just like I. It tasted heavenly and I couldn't stop eating her, swallowing every tangy, thick ounce of his cream."Shit, I said I'd save some for him," she giggled. "Oh, well, guess you just gotta replace what you ate!" No problem, lover," I laughed.I knelt between her legs and quietly fucked her spongy box, giving up my load in less than a minute, so high was the level of my excitement. I pulled out and she held it in with her hand."Feeding time," she growled and trotted to the bedroom.I followed to watch. ”That came as a surprise to me, I guess I could expect a visitor soon. I tried to picture who it was, but the face was a blank. I nudged Sandy, and turned off the TV.“Sweetheart, that means we’ll have company. We need to get up, and get the house cleaned up.”“Don’t worry about it. I told our security guards to get a house cleaning crew in here, and to prepare for company. I expected the visitors, love.”“How? Your female intuition?” I asked her.“No. I called the base yesterday before you were. ’ I laughed, ‘You two are minxes you know,’ I said thankful that I had given him some warning. At least he was aware that they were planning something and now he had a good idea what it was. Well, us males must stick together or we’ll never stand a chance against women, they’re far too good at this sort of thing! For an observer of human behaviour like me the evening was a delight. We had a lovely meal at one of our favourite restaurants. Amy flirted with Guy outrageously. They sat together.