As he worked on my hands, pulling and pushing, my nipples slid back and forth in the silk camisole, adding to my arousal. I could feel the moisture ga...hering on my pussy lips, and dribbling from them. I was sure my chest was blushing, and I felt whatever reservations I may have still harbored slipping away. “Time to pull out the stops,” I thought to myself. John completed the attention to my fingernails and began rubbing warm lotion into my first hand. I closed my eyes and tried to collect. Five minutes later there was a knock at the door. I looked through the peep hole and saw a beautiful women in a trench coat. I opened the door and said hello and Cindy and I embraced in the doorway and I asked her in. Cindy brought a rolling suitcase and I closed and locked the door behind her. I helped her put her bag on a stand in the bathroom and asked her if she wanted to freshen up. She looked great and she said no and took her coat off and hung it up. She was wearing a beautiful red. Laura had spent several scintillating hours in bed with Rob and Camille, too, and with Camille alone, and she felt entangled by now in a soap opera imbroglio of major proportions. She felt sorry for Randi, felt somehow responsible, and they resumed their relationship, though now on a more sporadic, less intense basis. But Rob... irrational though it seemed, she could not forgive him either for leaving Camille in the first place, or for thrusting Randi aside so unceremoniously when Camille. I tasted it last night after I jacked you off.It was delicious, Terry. In fact it even tasted better than yourfather's. Why don't you shoot a big wad of it right down my throat thistime, lover? Why don't you fill my cheeks with it? I'm so hungry foryour cum, darling! I'm so hungry for your big hard cock!"Sheila went down on her son's swollen cock.Sheila's pussy was seething between her legs, dampening the crotch ofher panties with sex-honey. She wanted her son's cock in her cunt,wanted to feel.