You're so good. Good."She thought she couldn't breathe."B-better?" she managed, swallowing hard and hissing the words out."Lower. Lower." He commanded...the words and Gwen complied, letting her hands work down to the center of his back."Is that good?" Lower."She moved her hands down to the small of his back and rubbed near the top of his trunks. She thought about last night, the noises he had made with Sybil, what he had said about thinking about her, about the way he had talked to his wife in. Like riding a bicycle after being away from it after a while, I got use to the taste and flavour of multiple doses of mixed semen and her tasty pussy nectar. I could tell by the way Dot clamped her legs around my head and pressed my head tightly to her that she was enjoying this much more than my normal pussy eating. In a strange way I was pleased for her and at being able to give her the pleasure she needed.After I got her off twice, we hugged and she guided my smaller hard-on between her. At four thirty we were headed home with our new house guest.We had cleaned the room since its last use so all that we had to do was clear out some nick knacks. I boxed up the knacks while the girls helped bring Patti's things to the room.While the girls helped Patti fold and put away her things Jenny and I went to our room. I wanted her to be able talk about our day and her feelings openly.I asked, "How are you from today's events?" I'm ok. It all happened so fast. I didn't realize I was so. I usually work and romp around in a pair of bib overalls and tennies, that's it (I'm not into encumbrances). Sometimes, when I go into town, I'll slip on a little tube top that I carry in my car. I do wear a broomstick or cotton wrap-around skirt from time to time, maybe with a little silk or cotton blouse, over sized sweatshirt or tee, or even a little camisole, maybe sandals. I don't deal with things, including clothing, that get in the way (not my way, but rather, the way).I have green eyes,.