Basically, when it was time to stop, Ronnie’s pussy lips were gliding along on top of and to the sides of his long, hard prick. Her clit was involve..., too, and her movements were erratic. She was panting hard when Alex said, “Time.”“Not yet,” gasped Ronnie. “It feels so good. I need to go longer.”Something in her voice alerted Alex, but it was dark, so the only way she could “see” was by ‘Braille’. Her hands moved to explore and intuition warned her.“Is he hard?” she asked.“Soooo hard,” moaned. That was fantastic!", Helen said, finally. "I loved it!" You and me both!" Does that make us strange?" It only makes us a couple of hot women, I'd say," Cathy said. "You aren't ashamed or anything, are you?" Not at all," replied Helen quickly. "But I like cock you know... I mean, I loved eating your cunt, but I love cock more." So do I!", Cathy chuckled. "Especially Bobby's cock!"Helen grinned. "And Dennis' cock too, I suppose. I saw the way you were looking at him during dinner, Cathy." Guilty. .. and I love him!"Carol stared at her, speechless. Well, so much for ridiculousness, she thought, draining her glass. What more was there to say? The anguished wife had pathetically said it all in six words which had struck a familiar chord in the divorced girl's memory... he needs me... I love him! Incredibly enough, Carol thought, I understand just how she feels!"Here, let me get us another drink," she said, taking Peggy's empty glass and walking into the little kitchenette. Then, in a low. As he entered the room, he found the bra and pantie lying on the bed, which I had thrown and forgot about that. He called Sangita in and was whispered something. I was in the hall, I could just see them talking and see that she handled it very carefully. They went to sleep soon. I slept in the hall.The next morning, when I woke up, I saw my friend’s mom Sangita in the kitchen making breakfast. I asked her about Uncle and got a reply that he went early morning to the hospital to be with his.