David left after tea for the pub and the group. Somewhat apprehensive of their reaction to him at first, he soon relaxed as the conversation remained ...irmly away from him and his situation, and he went home pleasantly inebriated.On Sunday morning over breakfast, Celia had a suggestion.“David, every two weeks you go to your parents on Friday night and come home on Saturday morning.”“Yes, to coincide with your day off.”“Exactly. You come home after a hard week at work and have to pack for. "He brought his hands in and she twitched when he touched her. He slowly opened her lips. It was so long since he saw such a young pussy. It was incredibly beautiful."That feels nice," she said."Good."She was glad he was very slow and careful. He treated her delicately. Eventually, it started to feel pretty good and she let out a legitimate soft moan."Oh, Mr. Gordon, that feels awesome." Gary. Please call me Gary." I think I need you to touch my tits, Gary. They ache like they need you to touch. "That looks good," Hoke said, "mind if I chomp on the other Rach?" Nope," right good tastin' if I must say so myself."We played with her nipples for a good five minutes, while Julie struggled with her constraints. It was obvious she was enjoying this treatment.My hand drifted across her stomach, fingers riffling through her scant pubic hair intent on fingering her for a while. Only Hoke beat me to it. My hand met his as he was withdrawing his finger from her cunt."Want a taste Rach?" he. Soon after crossing the not i****t line with her, when our sexual relationship was new, exciting, and full of adventurous uncertainty, I BEGGED to watch her use the toilet! She reluctantly agreed, rolling her eyes. We were sleeping together now, and she was just getting up from watching the late night news to use the bathroom, change into her nightgown, and get into bed with me. I followed her into the bathroom... She quickly and adeptly dropped her slacks and panties, sat down on the toilet.