We all sat for a while chatting before Kirsten said, I need to give you a tour of the house. Her house was a 4 bedroom Victorian style house with an e...tension at the back and en suites had been put in to 2 of the bedrooms mainly her's and Alison's room. It had been Kirsten's parents house but do to ill health they were in a bungalow just down the street. We finished the tour and then got lunch before organising the food and house for the party. Her sitting room, dining room and extension could. I shouldn’t be; Jen knows how much I enjoy ass play, she’s finger-fucked me before and given me a few amazing prostate massages, but this is different and I'm embarrassed about it.Still, I push on, and when I press the fat head of the vibrating toy against my greased-up asshole, I groan. “It may be too big.”She laughs. “Wuss! Try to relax.”“Easy for you to say.”“Now you know how I feel when you shove your big cock in my pussy or up my ass!”“I thought you loved that.”“I do, and so will you.. Suitably relaxed, she put her arms behind her head and closed her eyes.I slid off her trousers to reveal her lacey black thong, and started rubbing gently through it."Mmmmm..."I reapplied oil, squirting it onto her tummy and along her thighs. She flinched and I laughed. I rubbed in a circle, from her tummy, around the thong, down the thighs and her long legs, rubbing her feet and back up, gently tickling the inner sides of her legs, working my way closer to her thong. Her breathing became. “Zoë needs to go kiss Renée’s boobs and Xiomara should go kiss Dean’s hair.”“Me?” I grimaced. Xiomara was already wrapping her arms around my head and laying a kiss on the top of my head. I was grinning dumb enough to get elbowed by Renée when Zoë came over, yanked down Renée’s zipper to her yelp and motorboated the cheerleader.“OK, that’s fine and works cause they’re both on Team Renée.” Suzi commented over the happy cheering, “but what if we didn’t have great hair and great boobs on--”“I give.