We still hadn’t uttered a word. The only sounds were the moans and sighs drawn out by our touches. I knelt down in front of her and spread her legs ...part. She closed her eyes, turned her head to the side and whispered, “lick my pussy”…I could barely get my mouth to her lips quick enough for either of us. Since her panties were on, I pulled them to the side and gently licked and kissed her lips. They were bare, swollen, and wet. The smell and the taste was perfectly sweet and familiar. It. He poked the tip in, and Rebecca moaned loudly. He slid into her wetness slowly, in and out a little at a time. Rebecca moaned as his action increased in speed and depth. I watched as his entire cock disappeared, and then slowly slide out again. He continued, sometimes increasing the pace to a hard and fast fuck, and then backing off to a slow gentle pace. She started to writhe beneath him, and he rammed his cock deeply into her. Harder and harder he pounded her wet pussy, as Rebecca wrapped. Since my picnic with Abigail I spent half the night with her using up myminutes discussing what we did during the day. It was nothing earthshattering, no great revelations just plain old human interaction that Ifound I was missing. Being busy at her Aunt's store limited our timetogether but I was able to set up another picnic 'date' over the weekendbut this time I would do the cooking.My relationship with Rebecca had not changed. She barely acknowledged mypresence other than to explain she. "And you..." she said pointedly taking his hand, then extending his middle finger. "You slide this inside of me just like this. You should feel a nice soft little spot just inside, use that finger to tease me with," she informed our very smiling friend.We now stood the two of us once again side-by-side, my hand working her clit just as she had asked, though I was also close enough to lean over, capturing one of her magnificent breasts between my lips, sucking her hard extended nipple."Oh yeah,.