I was shameless about it, and he must have known I was doing it a bit too deliberately, as I felt my nipples harden, rubbing against the inside of my ...op."Sheri showed me the pictures," he said, out of the blue. "Jim's a fantastic photographer. I'll have to thank him!"My heart really did race then, and I wondered how much Sheri had told him, especially when she found the extra photos I had dragged to her thumb-drive before I gave it to her."Did you really like them?" I asked."I loved them!. We had no checked baggage to wait for; we found the car in the parking garage exactly where we first looked, the traffic on the ‘San Diego Freeway’ was light – and you can’t say THAT very often.But it was still a couple of hours after midnight before we finally got to bed.The reason for the delay?Because we’d napped on the airplane, we weren’t especially sleepy.I had an idea and asked Mel if I could show her something cool. She gave me a curious look but said ‘okay’.Turning off I-405 at. Mr. Rett laughed when he heard her moans and sad ?Wow you are one sick freak my dear, getting off with your own shit-covered bikini on your face?Angel began to thrust her hips lewdly into the air and she began to force her fingers into her tight pussy, one by one she slipped her fingers into her own twat until only her thumb was outside her folds, as tears were running down her face she was violently grinding herself onto her hand until she screamed in orgasm . Just as she hit her orgasm Angel. Carol kissed and licked around her twat, being careful to deny her true pleasure. Dana’s breathing ever increased, and she began to hiss with each touch, hoping it would finally be the one she wanted. With just the slightest touch of the tip of her tongue, Carol gave in, and tasted her quivering folds, pressing in so slightly, and Dana heaved out a great sigh, I thought she would cum instantly.The only sound in the room was the labored breathing of a wife in lust, and the huffing of a woman.