“That doesn’t count!” Peggy insisted. “I get to roll again!”Peggy and Debby had a discussion. The rest of us stayed out of it. They came to ...n agreement that Peggy could roll again, but in the future there would be no rerolls. Peggy rolled again, it again came up a 6. Peggy was disappointed.“We’re going to have to do this on the bed,” I said.Everyone moved to the bedroom.“Do you want to be on top or bottom,” I asked Peggy.“Top!” she said after a short consideration.I lay down on the bed. Peggy. Perhaps a little skimpy for a woman in her early forties, but didn’t she have a new spurt of youth since her separation? In fact, in the shop, twirling around, patting her bum, pushing up the heave of her bosom, pulling in her stomach, she reflected that she really didn’t look bad at all. Many younger women looked much worse than her. But other women who were the same age as her looked much better, Ginny reflected, regarding the woman beside her. They were both taking refuge from the. Rick looked a bit dazed form his own orgasm and got down between my legs and for a moment just looked at my pussy taking in the sight and smell of our sex. I was about to say, c’mon, it ain’t gonna lick itself, when Rick took his first tentative taste, then a second, about the forth lick, I began to leak out a mixture of my pussy juice and his sperm and Rick got his first real taste of US. Then a second, third, fourth taste. My plan had worked, with each lick of my pussy, I leaked more of our. She imagined she was a character in one of the many novels she read; the pretty young housewife who needs to be rescued perhaps? She smiled to herself and once again shook her head."Silly cow!" she whispered to herself.Steve came out of his bedroom wearing a dressing gown and slippers. He smelt of soap and aftershave; very masculine."This looks great," he beamed as he sat down at the table.Michele sat down opposite him and they both ate in awkward silence. Steve got up from the table and went.