I surrendered, feeling a spark with the touch of our tongues. I slipped mine into her mouth. They gently danced and rolled as Cindy began to suck whil... I speared. Barely perceptible moans could be heard but who was making them?Feeling a scratching on my thigh, I froze for a moment. Neither of us could make up our mind what do to next. I was so wet and knew not all of it came from my husband. To her credit she waited for me to invite her into my love hollow. When I could not take the initiative. "Yes", I replied with what I can only imagine was some fierce puppy eyes."You... you.. you smell so amazing mommy," he said.My heart lit up. "Really?" I replied, with almost a lump in my throat and quivering lip."Yes Mommy... it's...", he inhaled, only inches from my filthy thong, "... it's amazing!! it's... I love it so much".I pushed my hips up just a bit, enough to give him the all clear. He hesitated, but turned round more and slowly lowered his face directly into the tiny bit of filthy. It always does after rugby. I know that tomorrow I’ll have aches and pains and bruises, but there’s a certain small honor in having them. I had one particular whack on the back of my thigh, though, that was going to keep getting worse and I’d have to work hard not to limp.Shower. Shave. Okay, a bit of aftershave won’t hurt, I think. And then a clean rugby shirt and jeans. More or less matched the level of attire that Mimi affected for the evening.I walked out of the bathroom, a balled up pair. After a few seconds, she broke off the kiss and climbed down."So what's the special occasion?" he asked with a grin."You'll find out." Anyway, have you had your breakfast, Jeff?" asked Kari. "You're going to need to get your strength up for the game I have in mind." We were just about to head in to breakfast right now," said Allison. "If Jeff needs to get his strength up, why don't I fix us all some ham and eggs, with toast and jam on the side?"They all agreed, so the five of them adjourned to.