Unsure that she could stop once she started, she didn't want him to come home to find her with it buried in her ass and the Christmas feast half ready... She did put batteries in the power pack before tucking it away in her panty drawer, though.With every little wisp of anger at him gone, Gina hummed Christmas carols as she put the finishing touches on the buffet.Knowing the sound of his car, as soon as she heard it pull into the drive, Gina hurried to a mirror and made sure her blonde hair and. " Rachel giggled as she walked into the study.It would be the week after Easter. Dad didn't need a place to stay. He'd be flying in on Thursday and the "do" was at the Museum on Friday evening. He wanted to take us to dinner on Saturday. He'd be staying at the Marriott, so he thought he'd take us to Mezzaluna. I said "okay" and he reminded me that I'd need to dress and Rachel would need "something fashionable." I said I'd put in on the calendar, asked about Sarah and mum and got off.Rachel was. Yes, that morning. It felt like it had been years ago.Fiona pulled back enough to see my face. "I've wondered where you've been all day." She shimmied against me in a very agreeable way. "I was hoping you'd stay with me another night before heading home."She was acting like nothing was going on. Like the world was simply moving along outside her door like it should. Was it an act? Was she really innocent?Theodore's memories told me, no.I shook my head and stepped back from Fiona, forgetting. Her juices served to lubricate my throbbing shaft. She had already put one finger in her own asshole as I entered her pussy. Fuck she was so spread and open. I let her withdraw her finger and guide me into her rear hole. My cock was slick with her saliva and her cum, but she was tight. I eased in slowly letting her guide and adjust. I was about half way in when she started to push back. I continued to stay pretty motionless and let her rock me into me. Soon I was deep inside her. "Baby, you're.