It seemed funny to see strange furniture occupying the front room."The house is a mess yet. We started on the bedroom and decided to work our way out,...but at least there may be somewhere to sit down," commented the woman as she ushered them into the front room. "Michael's in the garage unpacking... Michael!" she called.A moment later a brown haired man of perhaps thirty-five came walking in. His short cropped beard gave him an indescribable sense of worldliness, thought Jan, somewhat like one. She started bucking and thrashing around the bedwith Denise's head trapped between her legs, she was screaming, "MOREFINGERS, MORE FINGERS, DON'T STOP."Being a good son he was, Dennis then put in 2, 3, 4 more fingers his mom'snow completely soaking wet pussy, Dennis was getting very turned on over thisso he pulled his cock out of his mom's mouth and spun around and stuck hiswhole hand up in her, that's when she started to squirting all over theplace, this went on for about 5 minutes."OH MY GOD. She had admitted as much on the phone. But seeing each other brought back the special quality of their feelings, and they were awkward, strained with each other."You sure have a nice place," Trina said, looking around. "Never realized you lived so nice."Laura took Trina's hand and raised it to her lips, gazing deep into Trina's eyes. "I... sometimes thought I'd never see you again," she murmured."Told you you would," Trina smiled."But I didn't believe you. I thought you would decide... oh, that. After two fittings, I asked her to come inside and help me with my pants."The zips stuck!" I told her.She went in and locked the door. Knelt down and pulled down my zip open."See? That wasn't so hard, was it?" She said. Then she got up. Just when she got herself up I held her head with both hands and kissed her. I pushed her lips with mine, sliding my tongue in her mouth like a snake. Her tongue clashed against mine and the sound of our wet tongues made it more erotic. I pushed her to the wall.