Karen stayed with Marianne while I went into my room and gathered two boxes. Once was the size of a banker's box and the other was smaller. I brought ...he items into Marianne's bedroom and we waited. We could all hear the angry voices coming from the den. Tom called that he was coming down the drive. Marianne told him where to park. The three of us carried her things out to his car by a side door. We hugged and kissed her good bye.We returned to her room and sat down together. In her room were. Once she spread it out on the bed, she reached for her new best friend and slipped the toy inside her.Several orgasms later, she cleaned the vibe with alcohol and headed for the shower. As she packed up her briefcase about an hour later, a crooked grin crossed her face. She tossed the vibrator and a small hand towel in the case.Before she left, she wrote a quick note that said, Sleep in the spare bedroom, I'm still pissed off at you. Hanging the note on the bedroom door, she headed for. After about 30 seconds she grabs the phone back and says "that's good" and wiggles her hips gently as she quickly uses the phone, tossing it on the bed beside us when she's finished. She grinds away on my cock what seems for a long time but probably could only have been a minute or two, when her phone rings. She picks it up and says "hello", pause "uh-huh", pause "yes, it's so big" and then holds the phone down by our crotch for a second. "Did you hear?" she asks while we continue cowgirling.. ” and continuing in a level, patient tone, “So that’s two more. Do Ineed to get Dr. Hardman or Inga to hold you?” “No! I’m sorry. I’ll do better.” And with a flip of her dress she bentall the way over again, her legs touching the couch on either side of Mrs.Hardman’s legs. Instead of another smack on her bottom, the next thing she felt was Mr.sHardman’s fingernails tracing little circles on her fanny and down her thighs.Then SMACK! SMACK! Maintaining some composure, eager to.