“Seriously, Sheila, no disrespect but I don’t know how straight girls can ever hope to love anal as long as they’re doing it with straight boys....I know Ted’s a nice guy and everything . . .” “You don’t think he can be sensitive enough not to hurt me?” “It’s more about knowledge, I guess. Experience. I mean--” he said, his eyebrows lifting up in that way they do when he’s feeling exuberant, I love the way it lifts his eyes so wide open-- “all of my queenie take-it-in-the-ass bona fides. “Right Sven, lie down on your back, Jan, you’re already as wet as Sven now is, Jan had rubbed some warm oil onto my shaft - ‘climb aboard.’” And Pat, my wife of so many years that I’d thought I knew so well, did just that. Kneeling astride my midriff, she reached down tucked me into place and then slid straight down. All the way home.Delicious!Jan, by now recognised as the full-time Master of Ceremonies, said, “Come on Mike, we don’t want Sven subsiding.”I managed to keep a straight face, just.. My face was now pressed against her abdomen. June made no attempt to move away, so I let my hands fall onto her hips and down her thighs to her knees.June wore black lacey hold-up stockings so I got to feel the giggle gap. (The part between the top of her stockings and the leg of her knickers. I was dying to get my hands onto those knickers but especially onto what was inside them. I noticed that the front of the knickers was wet – a good sign for me.I took the new trial dress and helped her. "Maybe if you get me pregnant, you can put a good gap between us and still completely feel my boobs, Matt." You want to start a family now?" Well, if my sister is going to be moving out here, we’ll always have a babysitter or just someone to vent to about the baby, and I think we're ready."I nodded and broke eye contact. I wasn't sure what to say to that, but it was certainly something to think about indeed. A few seconds later, I peeked back at her, but she didn't push the issue right.