Bud heard Thorny sigh as Kelly pulled off her panties, bent over, and gave them another good look at her firm ass. She tossed her panties onto her bed...and stepped out of sight.Thorny squeezed his binoculars until his knuckles were white. "C'mon, c'mon," he pleaded under his breath.His pleas turned to a disappointed groan when Kelly stepped back in to her mirror. Instead of her slip, she wore a pink bathrobe. She walked around her room as if looking for something, but then she stopped in front. Saturday and Sunday, we'd be our different selves.I'd try to accept my husband and he'd try to love me.It was strange changing our sexual rhythms. Jenny and I were alwaysclose and when we were first getting to know each other and fall in love,we'd make love every chance we got. But as we matured and became acouple our sex life had shifted to the weekends. The weekdays were forschool or other activities and we'd celebrate our union all weekend long.And now as husband and wife, and wife and. I sense my child would wake up if we continue like this. So I gave her my nipple to suck. My child too had started sucking my nipple. I had to raise my child above the head of Ed to enable both do the sucking. No woman on earth would have experienced so much pleasure as me with both my nipple and clit being sucked simultaneously. We had no time to sleep. We both were tired and my child continued to sleep contently. I allowed Ed to have his way. He licked my cunt and clit. He drank all the cunt. ‘Some lights up on the highway, but nothin’ comin’ down the road,’ she said. ‘Well, it’s Christmas Eve,’ Stella answered in the tired voice she often had on slow nights. ‘Every John either has a wife or parents on Christmas Eve. It’s always slow on Christmas Eve.’ They held their tableau in silence for a couple of minutes, Stella perched on a stool at the counter that divided the kitchen nook from the living/dining area at the end of the trailer and worked on her nails with an emery board while.