As I had my tongue stuck up Jan's pussy I couldn't help but wonder how a woman in her forty's could have such a tight pussy and it was feeling really ...ood! Next thing I knew the 2 other women in the room were running the hands all over the three of us, rubbing my belly, pinching my nipples. Oh god I was surround by big women!My tongue must have been hitting the right spots because Jan let out a loud groan and was moaning "Oh fuck yeah, oh fuck yeah here I cum, don't stop, fuck yeah, oh. Sometimes it seemed they were holding two conversations at once, one verbal and one where no words were spoken. Sometimes a gesture of a shrug spoke volumes.We all went into the house and Ma started our late dinner. We usually arrived home from church about one or two in the afternoon, depending on how long winded the preacher was on a particular Sunday. This time it was almost three in the afternoon and I was very hungry. Sam helped Ma get the food ready.We almost always had chicken on Sunday. ..under the same roof, Trish was your meat and potatoes girl, good sex but not wild and crazy. Liz on the hand was a dirty whore (or at least thats what she liked to be called) Liz liked to sneak downstairs and I would leave our bedroom door open just enough, and with the dresser mirror in the right place Liz could hear and see everything, and after I was done with Trish (her being a very heavy sleeper) I could go upstairs to my fuck buddy. I came upstairs when I heard Liz moaning, and looked. "You of all people deserve to be happy, to be with who you really love. Now don't let me hear you being morose like that. Life has dealt you a good hand after all of the shit you've had to put up with, take advantage of it; go back to Australia, to the woman who loves you and life happily ever after."Leah was an incurable romantic, but what she said was completely true. The house sold quickly, certainly faster than I had expected in the current market, and I arranged an international moving.