"Maybe I should leave you up here to punish myself... Nah... I'll just give it to Tim when he gets back."After taking the rest of my stuff out to my o...erflowing car and returned the stepstool, I locked the door to the only house I'd ever called home, then walked away with slowing steps before turning around and taking one last long look.I sighed and wiped away a rebelling tear before turning to get in my car saying out loud, "Damnit Tim... You should have been here."One week later, I was busily. Im sure they were trying to figure out what they could do with it or if they could manage it but they never spoke a word.Then it started, the divorcee took a hold of it with both hands and started to try to wank him.She couldn´t even get her hand around it so both hands were one on top of the other sliding up and down on him.The married woman just knelt there looking at it with her mouth wide open.I got up and went over to her. See i told you it was too much for you ladies, you couldn´t even. Finally she turned around and smiling, moved up the bed and kissed me, then leaning down kissed Jay. Still smiling, Vicki whispered to Jay that it was now her turn. I lay back on the bed and Jay sat astride me. Vicki moved behind Jay and I felt her take my cock in her hand and guide it towards Jay’s pussy and rub the head back and forth between the labia to lubricate me with Jay’s juices. Jay eased herself back and I felt myself slipping past Vicki’s fingers into Jay’s very wet pussy. Vicki. She felt him move his leg a little to make it easier for her and softly kneaded her buttocks as she slowly writhed against him. She felt his fingers gently, tentatively walking their way down her back and across her bottom, with each step inching her dress upwards until she felt his hot fingers on her panties, sliding downwards until his hands rested in the fold below her buttocks. Something had changed between them. This was no longer just a kiss and fondle between siblings. A harder sexual.