We were anxiously waiting for his arrival when we heard a knock on the door. Barbara decided she would answer the door. She invited Vic in and he sho...k my hand and then pulled Barbara close to him and gave her a passionate kiss. Vic warm mouth devoured hers. His tongue flicking hers as he bit on her lip. His hands went straight for her breasts and kneaded them through her halter. Her pussy felt wet and tingling, gaping, begging for his cock. Vic broke the kiss and looked down at Barbara with. It was quite late in the afternoon by the time we got everything together. Most of us, including Mr. Whiskers, were in the tunnel. I had the rope tied loosely to Hector's waist. Hector was chomping at the bit, raring to go even though the water in the tunnel seemed pretty cold. This was his idea in the beginning and he wanted to prove it out. The actual attempt was anti-climatic as the rope continued to pay out as Hector bulled his way through the tunnel and then swam to the surface of the bay. As Marge was passing into her bedroom Jen and I were beginning to make out on the den couch. I was rubbing those soft and sweet tits and she was cramming her tongue down my mouth while she held my head and rubbed my hair with her hands. Then I put my arms about her and we embraced as I kissed her neck and ears, making her moan with lust. "Fucking hell, you are something else Billy boy, oh god, I love this. Kiss me harder kid!" We continued making out for another fifteen minutes. Just like high. It was now just after midnight, the early hours of Sunday and both Veronica and I were desperate to sleep. Watching the intense video feed of Jill being gangbanged by four black guys in a side room at Luther’s ‘Pink Cabaret’ club had deprived me of sleep Friday night, and we’d just had a busy zoo and burger day with her sweet six-year-old Haley.So Veronica and I were happy to drift off into a deep and satisfying sleep.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Morning of Sunday 17th June 2018We were only woken.