I sat back down, spread my legs as wide as they would go, and with a shuddering breath slipped a finger down my sex. I remember closing my eyes and ga...ping at that first touch. I remember my hips rearing up and my vagina clenching and liquid pooling out of me and onto the chair. I opened my eyes and as the woman gyrated on the man's fingers I stroked myself. Each swipe made me gasp heavily, each pinch made me shake. One finger turned into two, and then three, as I rapidly flicked the nub in. Laurel sat hugging Miranda rocking her slowly "sweetie why don't you use the magic I showed you to ease the tears and cramps?" Miranda snuggled closer to her mama "I didn't want to be sleeping when Connor and papa come home" Laurel smiled "I promise to wake you up the instant they arrive" gently rubbing her hand over Miranda's tummy she calmed her cramps and soothed her tears. "Mama, I'm so confused about why Natalie did that, can't you make the dagger sing? can't you go traveling if you want?". She asked us to sit on the couch. We started talking about each other as we didn’t get the chance to mingle with each other before.X: Enough for the day. Let’s start the drinking party. What are we waiting for?Z and me: Sure, let’s start.Z brought 3 glasses from the kitchen. X started making the drink. And he deliberately made a strong peg for Z and bit diluted for himself and for me. After 3 rounds, Z was not in her own control.Z asked about the relationship between me and X. She started. Slowly his fingers continued, reaching the warm, damp fabric between her legs. Gently he rubbed the fabric, pressing it between the swollen lips of her sex. Her body began to move almost involuntarily in rhythm with his fingers. The longer he rubbed, the wetter the fabric became. Quietly...slowly...his fingers eased under the legband of the panties. She knew how much he loved that feel...the wetness...the warmth...to him it was intoxicating.... and on this day, she could tell she was.