"Guess who?" was the obvious question that she asked.I didn't recognise the voice, so I decided to play safe. "Kate Moss," I replied."No!" the voice s...id."Raquel Zimmermann!" I tried."Nnooo!" the voice said, sounding just a little disappointed. "Come on, you can do better than that, Stewart." Oh, I know, it's that girl who needs to be put over my knee and have her lovely backside smacked for upsetting my brother so much." Her short sentence had been enough for me to recognise that it was. Just as I thought Alice needed a cock in her mouth, a young blond stud wandered out to the living room carrying an empty martini pitcher. Gwen apparently was of the same mind as me. She took the pitcher, kissed the man on his lips and then rimmed his half erect glistening cock with her tongue. ‘Why don’t you get Alice to clean that for me while I fill this up?’ ‘Which is Alice?’ he replied. Gwen steered him by taking his rapidly refilling organ in her hand and guiding it to the correct mouth.. Never start.” She was giving me important advice. I nodded. It felt like she was telling me generally, as a favour, and not because she was ever going to kiss me. (At least, I didn’t think of the possibility of kissing Sanna until we got home that evening.) We buried the cigarettes in some peaty moss we could just reach without getting up from the mat and then we opened the packet of biscuits.We talked about general stuff like school work and our social circles. We knew so little about each. “I can’t wait to see what she’ll teach us next,” Alexis moaned, staring at the screen. She smiled. “She’s taking them to her bedroom.”Deidre shuddered, feeling her pussy flooded by her son’s cum. “I wish I had a second son. Both their cocks at once. What an amazing revelation.”Alexis nodded her head, her eyes bright.I let my boys sleep in when I work up the next morning. They were exhausted. I had enjoyed them both thoroughly before the three of us fell into a sleep. It was so sexy sleeping.