I sat myself up and turned to face her. I spread my legs open, throwing my right leg across her chest so she could see me, and began to run my fingers...over my already wet pussy. She didn't say a word as I stroked my hard clit and worked two fingers in and out of my wet pussy just inches away from her. I could feel my orgasm coming on after a few minutes when I stopped.She looked at me with a puzzled look as I fought to catch my breath."Did you come?" No. But that's all you get to see. It's alot. It became clear I had very few morals. If killing would save the child, apparently I would kill without hesitation."Try this," Bianca ordered, extending a wooden spoon towards me, her hand underneath to catch drippings. I tasted the white sauce."Needs salt." No it doesn't," she countered. "E 'perfetto," she announced.I rose to help, draining the spaghetti. Bianca tucked into her meal with verve, as if she had a bottomless pit for a stomach, murmuring her pleasure every so often. I ate more. Sharon and John enjoyed the little courses and also each other’s company, again talking about everything, John asking Sharon about her likes and dislikes. When Syouko brought the steaks she said, ‘Please ring this bell when you have finished or if you require anything.’ The steaks were perfect, the wine was superb and they both enjoyed the intimacy of the meal. John again put his hand on Sharon’s and she covered it with her hand. He said. ‘This is a wonderful evening with a gorgeous beautiful. She then moved down to his pants, where his cock was forming a huge tent. ‘Hello, big boy,’ she whispered. She unbuttoned his pants, then pulled down the zipper with her teeth. She then pulled down his pants and his boxer shorts together. Out sprang his straining cock. Now that it was fully erected it stood proudly at eight and a half inches long and about as thick as Lorelai’s wrist. ‘Wow, have you grown Chris?’ she asked enticingly. ‘You’ll just have to find out,’ he replied with a huge grin.