Madison walked over to Diane and slid her fingers to her pussy opening them letting Jim see how her pink juicy cunt. He also enjoys making us happy ve...y much. Madison slid her finger up and down along Dianes clit. Pulling out a chair behind Diane, she pushed her into it as Diane opened her thighs and Madison knelt between them. Jims cock started to throb as he watched Madison slide her tongue up and down Dians wet slit and sucking and licking her clit. Diane raised her legs so her heels meet. "You know that though," she said, "I just had to say it and get it off my chest." So what happens now with us is goodbye."She looked uncomfortable as she nodded. I looked her in the eye and asked, "You still want me though?"She nodded again, silent now. I took a moment to study her, the dark hair, full lips and her chest moving slightly as her breath became shallower and slightly (but noticeably) faster."I've know you for five years now, and I think I understand you pretty well. You want to be. Whether I had dreamt that night was not known, I had slept so soundly and didn't remember a thing. The next day I woke up feeling unusually sore but there were no marks on me. I again received a package. This time, there were two tapes in the package, each 2 hours in length. One of the tapes was marked tape one, the other was marked tape two. The note with the tapes read, "We really enjoyed your company last night and hope to do it again, enjoy watching what you did last night. WICKED GRIN" I. It was liberating to walk around naked in the house. Our kitchen has a big window so I hoped a neighbour wasn't outside or if he was, he would not tell my parents what he saw. I walked to the dining table and sat on one of its corners, my hands were on the tabletop, holding my weight while I was pushing my clit to the wood, moving my hips, pretending to ride a big cock. I moaned, it was so intense; when I first discovered table corners to myself, that was a game-changer. I imagined some guy.