Simone was standing on the edge of our group chatting and laughing with some girls. I caught her eye and smiled a friendly hi and received a gorgeous ...mile in return. I forced myself to not stare and continued chatting with my friends, enjoying the night. Stealing the odd look every now and than I caught her looking at me. At first I thought I was imagining it, fantasizing with myself when suddenly she came over and said goodbye to me. We hadn’t actually said hello but she was saying she was. She kissed me from the top of the bed, rubbing my tits as Matt appeared from one of the front seats looking like a punter, pulling his shirt out and off. He slipped off his shoes and socks and down went his trousers and pants. His massive cock appeared as he walked to the bed and slipped his head between my legs and licked my pussy.Christy was sucking on one nipple and I was pinching the other, kissing her at the same time.A few mins later Matt was sucking on my nipples and kissing me.I felt. She tossed her long natural blonde hair to the side as my hand traced down her arm. Mollys eyes remained closed as my hand found hers and gently squeezed. Her hand felt wonderful in mine. Slowly, I took my other hand and touched the left side of her bare waist. The contour of it was just as warm and soft as her shoulder. I let go of her right hand and rested my hand on the bare waist of her right side so both were now equal. I pulled my naked daughter close to me. Molly wrapped her arms around. In fact, all of nature is magic. Magic, like turning a plain piece of wood into a beautiful art object. You understand that kind of magic, don’t you?”“That’s just a craft, or an art,” Wayne argued half-heartedly. He knew how he felt about making things. She was right. It was like magic.“Magic, too, is just a craft or an art. Do you know what night tonight is?”“It must still be Saturday. Or Sunday morning.”“It’s Litha.”“Beware Litha,” he whispered, remembering a warning that he had interpreted.