On seeing Barry there, Angela pulled her knees up and locked her thighs together with my fingers inside her pussy and hand stuck between her thighs. L...st for words and not knowing what to ask from Barry, she asked if they had a couple of bananas. Barry said he would check and bring them if they were available in the kitchen and left.I continued finger fucking Angela and as she was nearing her orgasm, Barry showed up again with the bananas. Angela again locked her thighs together, trapping my. She was explaining to you just what was in this new wine, and asked if you wanted some. "Hmm sure, as long has he gets some too." "Oh don't you worry, Hon. He has had more then enough," she responded. Those words made your whole body burn in anticipation. You did not know what to expect but you were already yearning for it. Reaching around, I held the goblet to your lips."Here, drink," I said pouring the sweet wine into your mouth. "Mumph," you groaned, almost choking as I tipped the goblet.. ’ I thought that would be safe enough. ‘On it's way, Cindy.’ he said and walked over to a cupboard built into one side of the room. He pressed a button and a door slid silently back to reveal a bar with a built in wine chiller and he pulled out a bottle together with two glasses. He uncorked the bottle and the door slid closed again. I was impressed, the wine I drank mostly came in tetra paks.‘Please sit, Cindy, it will be more comfortable.’ he gestured towards a massive L shaped sofa with a. Exciting!Rachael still wasn’t in the bedroom when I returned from the en suite bathroom with minty-fresh breath.With the bedside lamp on low and a small bottle of massage oil ready, I sat and waited, my partial erection waning slightly. Then, bored, I did something I rarely did; turned the television on, sound off, and watched Barbara Stanwyck cajole Fred MacMurray into murder on the classic movie channel. The old black and white movie had an ambiance to it that most modern day movies.