That meant bringingGreg over." Oh yes," Steff said, clapping. "Tell me all about that. I've got tohear how that went!"Wendy interrupted her story to g...ance down at me. "Whatsa matter?" shesaid, talking in her singsong baby-talking-tone that made me feel betterin spite of myself. She touched my damp crotch with the tips of herluscious toes. "Did baby make wet again? Awwww, its okay sweetie."She stroked my soft and soggy little pee-pee with her soft bare toes.Then Wendy slipped her pretty foot. They removed tens of thousands of dollars' worth of computer equipment, all of our financial records, and many other items. It's been nearly six months and they've not returned any of it, nor pressed terrorism charges against Mark, nor told anyone what they're intending to do. I know Homeland Security is staffed by extremely incompetent people, but surely even they should've been able to decide whether or not to charge a dead boy with terrorism five months after they sent him to his death."Our. I smiled at them and then I looked at my wife. Her skirt was hiked up to her waist and her bare pussy was inches from my face.I leaned into my wife’s pussy holding her ass and pulling my lips to her pussy lips. Then lip to lip we kissed. Then we French kissed with my tongue slipping deeply into her moist slit. I lapped at her strawberry flavored clit.My wife said, “It is extract. We all taste different. Mine is strawberry’”In the background the girls giggled and said, “Mine is cherry extract.”. I love all of them and need to do that, to take care of them. Please hurry home to us."That was a quick change of heart. I suppose she did feel obligated to the girls, since they were the ones that brought her into our home, and if you thought about it, into our private life as well.The rest of the morning was spent in preparing to go, and finally going to Cannes for practice and the show. The kids were getting excited as they loved performing. What a bunch of applause and attention hounds.Our.