" Nothing. Just a question." What question?" How much of a person's past they should share."She turned over and gave him a puzzled look. "Where did th...t come from?" Work. A couple of people were talking in the break room at lunch the other day about what to say and not say, and when. I just wondered what you thought."Sylvia weighed her response. "They should share as much as they want, I guess. As long as it's not hurting anyone." You think partners, people in relationships, should keep. It was instinctive, natural, and quite understandable. Both women now knew more of my skills, though Sarah was already rather familiar with them. Even so, she whimpered and begged for more as she felt me probing her simultaneously with Rachel. I grinned and leaned over to first let Rachel lick Sarah’s juices off my fingers and then vice versa. I wanted them to sample each other first before diving in all the way to the muff.“How does your mother taste, babe?” I asked Sarah.“Delicious!” my bride. " Well, Pam, why are you here alone?" I asked."I live in Louisville but I'm here on business. I finished my business late today and didn't feel up to the drive home tonight so I got a room across the street. I come down here once a month but I usually don't spend the night." I, for one, am glad that you are staying over tonight." I said.Pam smiled at me but didn't comment."I'm here on business too. I come here a couple of times a month. Like you, I am staying across the street," I said. I can't. Rebecca shared a sneaky smile with Colleen again, and before I knew it, they had me pinned beneath them. Colleen mashed her pussy against my mouth, while Rebecca dragged her wet pussy over my hardening dick.I took that as a 'yes' and surrendered to their naughty plan.Our playtime lasted well over an hour, and when we finally showed up for breakfast, Mr. and Mrs. Bell were patiently waiting for us at the dining table. We came out of the bedroom arm in arm-in-arm and smiling like carefree kids on.