“Lucky me!”, Sandy had said with a wide grin.Sandy slides off the side and comes around to the foot of the bed. She places first one knee then the...other behind Dave’s head, then shuffles forward on the way to her quarry – his cock. She pauses when her pussy is above his lips. Bill gets some marvellous shots of his tongue flicking out to taste her and she straightens her back and thrusts her charlies forward as Dave skilfully finds her little button. She finds this so arousing she wants more, so. It was hard to put a finger on the reason why. Rudy, after all, was the only additional person there, and he wasn't particularly talkative. He spent quite a bit of time bouncing his attention between his wife and her sister, both of whom seemed, to him at least, to glow with a healthy, happy look. Dee, for some reason, kept darting glances at him and smiling. Then, when he smiled back she'd duck her head. Twice he thought he saw her blush. They had always flirted, and he'd always enjoyed it. He. It was like a group of protestors, huddled together on a street corner, chanting and pumping their signs up and down. When I was in Danielle's arms, a symphony exploded with triumphant sound, and the protestors were drowned out."You never have to ask that," she said. See? The horn section of the symphony was warming up already.By the time I pulled up into the parking lot of the Daisy Chain, the sun was starting to set."Hiya Nina," Joan sang as she wiped down the bar.I smiled at her easily. I. Mostly, Traci sat in her room and listened to music. Kelly was around the first week, but after that it was Ann, and she hadn't changed much.I tried to talk to Traci a couple of times, but no luck.I was kind of surprised that it kept going on. I could understand Peter getting upset. I mean, it was a lot to handle all at once. Especially the part about Traci and me. Hell, I still don't handle that part very well. But he and Trace seemed so natural together that I thought he would get over it.Of.