Now I had some measure of freedom and all I had to do was make sure I was home before mother was, and that wasn't hard as mother was seldom home befor... midnight when she had her card or bingo nights. Now I was heading back home for the first time in over two years, in her letters to me I felt she had mellowed a bit and was honestly concerned about me. I had also kept in touch with my aunt, so I knew if things didn't work out with mother I could always go and stay at her place I looked out the. “But, really, is it really so important to get her home safe? That’s why I’m bringing the spare.”“Hey!” It was Brandy who appeared offended. Her sister just shrugged, eyeing the husband lasciviously. This was all for comedic effect, by her forced laugh a moment later. Her future wedding party were twins. Brandy and Barbara were shortish sisters and natural blondes. They were twenty four, like Jewel, and Barbara, the unmarried, had taken to dyeing an underlayer of her hair a beautiful gradient. We would meet for barbeques in the summer and sometimes met to play cards, and we were fortunate that all of our wives got along well with one another and with all of us guys. All of us guys were the same age with our wives being a couple of years younger. Sometimes just the guys would go out to the bars drinking, but we didn’t do that very much, at least not until we were approaching 50 years of age. My best friend was Keith, and he was about my size at 6’2” tall and weighing 190 pounds, and. "Do you like that, Rachel?" she says as she removes her fingers and pounds them all the way in me once again. "I do, so much, carry on what you're doing because it feels incredible having you inside my pussy," I huskily reply. Feeling her fingers fucking my pussy, I begin to feel her use the other hand to massage my clit very softly."Do me a favour, Penelope; use your tongue. The thought of you circling it over my clit drives me wild," I smile. "Whatever you want, I'll give it to you, Rachel,.