Roberts' hands were pressed against Sarah's back. They were kissing.That was enough. I quietly made my way back to the kitchen, slipped onmy shoes a...d my rubber gloves and began to work away at the mountain ofdirty dishes now piled in the sink. I worked hard for fifteen minutes orso, took off my gloves and went back tot he living room. I politelyknocked on the French doors before opening it. "Would anyone care forsome more tea?" I asked."Oh no, but thank you. It's late and I really must. " Each hand raised as if attendance was being taken. "Junior... Doug... and Susan."An opening was made for Jenny and I in the tight circle. Nobody wanted to be the first to talk. Perhaps they didn't know quite what to say.Doug stared into the crackling fire, poking at it with a stick. "Some of us think you did the right thing yesterday."The other heads nodded in agreement. Jenny was uncomfortable with the topic, it was obvious. I was too.The silence was as thick as the smoke that filled the air. ” Then she latched onto the right side. Syd’s hips began to move under the water, responding to Bobbi’s touch. I noticed Bobbi’s thumb was circling Syd’s clit while her fingers churned inside. Syd responded to the added attention, babbling about how good the curling fingers in her cunt felt. Suddenly, Syd cried out, “Oh fuck! Oh God! Don’t stop! Yes! Yes! Yesss!” Bobbi kissed her as she withdrew her fingers, holding Syd close as she came down from her intense orgasm. Syd panted, “God! That. I knelt before her, raising the camera as she gazed down into the lens. As I took various pictures she began to move her arms down, sliding them over her breasts, I carried on taking pictures until her right hand slid to her belly, then lower, outlining the top of her legs under the silk. Slowly her long fingers moved between her legs, slowly, back and forth, around and around. ‘Why have you stopped?’ she breathed. I raised the camera one more time. Her other hand caressed her breasts while she.