Eventually Roger shot a load into Michelle. Sheorgasmed as well and then rolled off Roger and they both lay on the bedexhausted gasping for air. "That...was great honey," Roger said once he hadgotten his breath back. "I know," Michelle replied, "we haven't had sexlike that for a long time."After a while of just lying there bathing in the afterglow, Roger got upand sashayed into the bathroom. Michelle smiled as she watched Roger'sass walk away, she was lucky to have a husband like him. After. Her hands went up to her young breasts which were nowhere the size of her mother's or her aunt's. But like two small oranges were taking shape, her nipples stood erect under her soapy fingers and she contemplated rubbing off right there and then. No, she thought, save it for bed; never know, there may be some action in the next room to listen to.Finishing her bath, she padded to her room and pulled on a short, thin summer nightie. The evening was far too hot to get under the covers so she. Her pussy started getting warmer and more moist. I took my thumb and rubbed it against her, taking some of her juices and rubbed it on her clit. She definitely liked it, because she took Kat's tits in her mouth now too. Her hand worked down under Kat's skirt and moved slowly around it. Kat started moaning more, but I could see her looking at me like she wanted me to touch her that way too. I stood up and pulled out my cock, already rock hard and ready for anything. I brought my cock to her. Unfortunately, her departure also meant that Miss Jackson would be leaving with her as well. The pit of my stomach ached as I watched their car leave and I tried, rather unconvincingly to pretend that I was just still a bit hungry ... and I was. I hate missing lunch and then having a very late dinner. The feeling didn’t leave though even after I’d enjoyed a few final leftover scraps while I updated Ted on everything that had occurred. That really didn’t take that long, especially since.