"Not really. So what if they did. I think I look pretty fucking good, how about you?" Oh, you look fucking good to me," I said. "And speaking of..." W...it a minute," Donna said.Suddenly, unsummoned, Allison's face came into my mind again, the way it looked when she shot me that meaningful glance the day before, and I heard her voice in my head."Yes, wait a minute," it seemed to say. "Too fast," Can we play another game," Donna asked. "What if I was like in your power, you know, like I had to do. She was getting wild, hard to hold so I put my hands under her ass and pressed her closer. I felt her thighs on my cheeks when they began to vibrate. She was tossing her head making wordless sounds, her fingers tangled tightly in my hair. I slipped two fingers into her flowing wet hole which caused the vibration in her legs became a full body shake, the bed was squeaking in protest to our bouncing while she went over the top in orgasmic pleasure.I laid down beside her while she fought for. For quite a while, we were the best foursome imaginable since we all had clits of our own. We knew exactly what made them tingle best. It's why lesbians claim that only women properly know how to induce clitoral orgasms in other women!Mom didn't mind not having a penis of her own; she got plenty of double duty on any given evening.The problem was our own wantonness. My sister and I, from the moment we first tasted sex with each other, knew we would have a difficult time if we ever had to. We have something special planned for you this evening."The Major looked delectable in his civilian outfit. His broad shoulders made him look more like a football professional rather than a military man. The faint scent of a woodsy male cologne wafted across to Sandra's nostrils making her undies even wetter than before."Sit over here by me, sir, we are delighted that you have joined us for dinner and a nice conversation."The ordinarily calm, cool, and collected officer seemed a little out of.