I giggled, again.We clinked glasses as if to toast the smooth collaboration of our bodies. He had moved to lean against the headboard and motion for m... to join him, his arm out to the side to let me know exactly where he wanted me. I smiled and gulped some wine, put my half empty glass on the bedside table, and crawled across the side of the bed to his soft cock. I licked it from the head to his balls, then kissed and sucked any remaining evidence of our mating from it. I moved to the head,. I looked around the hall where we sat at the back of it, giving us a view point vantage. 'Take your cock out Peter, I will sit on it right here at the table', it came out more of a command than a suggestion, there was an urgency in my voice.'Peter smiled, 'It is out Mariel, it has been for ages', and I looked keenly across the table top, and sure to his word, his cock's head, poked above the covering napkin, 'I have been wanking myself since you came back from the toilet', he said.'I'm not. Since it was late fall, we did wear bathrobes going across to the parents’ house. There we found Diane sprawled face down on the breakfast table with her legs spread wide. Mom was gently putting something on her ravaged cunt.“You poor thing!” Kris exclaimed. “What happened? How are you and Steve making out?”Diane just raised her head from the table just enough to glare at Kris.“Oops! Sorry about that,” Kris gulped. “Poor choice of words. But what happened?”Poor Diane could scarcely talk.. ‘We can’t find Ashira while we’re sitting here and talking!’ he shouted. ‘Why are you moving in on my girl?’ Mark wanted to know. ‘You broke up with her, she isn’t your girl anymore,’ Jake growled, taking a step towards Mark. ‘Boys!’ Crystal shouted, stepping in between Mark and Jake. ‘This isn’t helping,’ she said. ‘I want to go out and look for her,’ Jake told Lindsey, ignoring Mark. ‘So do I,’ Mark chimed in. Jake turned on Mark. ‘You have no business being here,’ Jake told him. ‘Sure I do..