She had been working all afternoon, but Phoebe has a way of always looking exactly right.The four go to the car, and Les drives with Phoebe in the fro...t seat, Abbie and Tim in the back make the short trip home. There once more, the car is unpacked, not anywhere as full as the last couple of days, and Tim carries the ottoman into the sitting room. Then he heads to the kitchen to start fixing dinner.Abbie is in her hostess mode again, this time showing the house off to Phoebe. Les follows. My son's in his thirties and a daughter is twenty-nine, I think. They are both married and have families of their own. I have a younger daughter who is a senior in college who is going to England over Christmas. None of them has a financial hardship. So, what do you say? Are we friends for the holidays?" You have a kind face, Dan; I'm going to say yes for my kids' sake. Please, no tricks, my family and I have been through a lot this past year. So, what do you need from me?" A coffee refill. Tom let out a deep loud moan of pleasure as she deepthroated him. I didn’t now how she fit his entire cockinto her mouth; I never had been able to swallow thewhole thing myself. I knew she had the whole thinginside her mouth, because I couldn’t even see the baseof his cock; her red lips were right on Tom’s crotch. Icould see where the head of his cock was inside hercheeks as she moved it around inside her mouth.Sometimes she would suck all the way back up to thehead of his. Do you think she's doing it now?" How would I know?"So we pulled on scraps of clothes, and snuck out to have a look.Lynne was in fact there, and madly at it. It was beautiful to see, even from an oblique angle. And then so sad when she climaxed and started to cry.Carol moved right on in the room, and sat down right beside her. "Why are you weeping?"Surprisingly, Lynne took it as natural that suddenly her sister would be sitting down next to her."You just made yourself feel so good," she cooed,.