We’re going to do it on our next date, or the one after that. I can hardly wait,” Alison said.“Shouldn’t you wait a little longer than that?�... Susan asked with a frown.Alison shook her head and asked, “Why wait?”“Women aren’t supposed to be interested in having sex,” Susan answered.“That’s garbage. I’ve never understood women who pretend like they aren’t interested in sex. They know they want to sleep with the guy, but they don’t. Why? Oh, they think they shouldn’t be interested in sex. The fact. It was a message from Cyrstal and it read - (I am so excited to see you and to feast with you this evening!) Allison squirmed and got all giggly. “So I have an idea of what to make, but I am going to have her bring the desert, I will send her a message in return.” Allison wrote - (I am so looking forward to having you, in more ways then one, *wink*. Would you mind picking out a desert for the evening? Thanks! See you at 6 hun. J)Beep Beep! Crystal’s phone was going off. “Oh my goodness, she. I know I should have let Estelle’s hands go so she could free herself. But I didn’t. I didn’t do anything.When they were done, Bonnie and Jen went back to their seats and sat down. Estelle was still trying to scream and yell through the gag.“Mum, shut up,” said Bonnie, rather forcefully. “If you don’t quit making that noise, I’ll shove my dirty socks into your mouth and tape it shut again.”Estelle went bright red at the proposed humiliation, but she did stop making the noise.Bonnie nodded in. He pulled it out and then he tried two. He wiggled those two around searching for the G-spot. I could hear his fingers squishing around in my wet pussy. It sounded like someone had their boot stuck in the mud and was trying to pull it out; that sucking sloshing sound. I was dripping like a bitch in heat when he pulled out his fingers. I could fell the sofa rocking a little when he knelt down behind me and nudged my legs apart. He said, “You’re ready baby! You need some cock.”He had hold.