...round and round it encircled her engorged and sensitive little button. She couldn't help but moan loudly, shivering from the sensation. She was soa...ing wet. A mixture of her juices and saliva trickled down the crack of her ass and dribbled down the freshly waxed hood of the car as Kevin watched from his knees. She tried not to cum, but it was no use. Her efforts to resist made her climax all the more powerful...jerking wildly in an orgasmic convulsion as her husband looked on, helplessly. He simply walked away.The girls giggled.'What else are we going to do in front of the imaginery fireplace on the imaginery sheepskin?' Katja asked incitingly. 'By the way, sheepskin makes me itch.''Ok, no sheepskin then. I prefer lamb, when they are fluffy and alive anyway,' she smiled. 'I still have that rabbit vibrator, you were so keen on last time...And maybe we'll make a man watch, tied up, as an ultimate revenge.''You are turning me on.'The next candidate was an elf, who was bragging. As it transpired I got a good sleep on the couch and Barb was asleep in minutes herself. I awoke once during the early hours to the sounds of a Barb orgasm but drifted off again quickly. I woke with the sun and the three in our bed were absolutely shot. They didn’t stir for a couple more hours when I woke them all with a nice cup of tea. The boys both had morning ‘woodys’ so Barb, seeing this just rolled on her tummy and invited them to take turns wherever they fancied. She was still very. “Mister Chris,” she said, and, as she had nothing planned for the rest of the sentence and I had no reply, we put our arms around each other and kissed.Airis gave herself to the kiss and the embrace with nothing held back. Her breasts pressed my chest, her pubic area found mine, and our bodies communicated in a silent crackle of transmissions that said more than a thousand words, or a thousand pictures, for that matter. My hands squeezed her buttocks and then, of their own volition, leapt up to.