Rose Ann's orgasm seemed less intense than her first but it must have been no less satisfying. Hips bucking and twisting, I grabbed the convenient han...les of her protruding hip bones to hold her so my mouth could feast on her pussy. The rougher I ate between her slit the harder her hips tried to tear her pussy from my mouth. God, her orgasm seemed to last much longer than her first before, gasping for breath and crying out over and over, 'Oh God!', she used strong hands to push my face away.. Now I had finished opening my gifts and putting up my cards everyone had gone as quickly as they came, 'everyone had got something to do I suppose' I'd think to myself family had work and errands my two friends also had work. After everyone had left I put my gifts away and decided to chill I didn't have work as I was unemployed and there was no chance of doing anything as everyone was busy, so I decided to do the only thing that would excite me.... Wank I had been quite bi curious since the. Would you darling?"John, still groping with the senses overload, nodded."Mmm? remember that sweetie, won't you?"Mrs Slack was meeting Margaret for lunch, a well-heeled divorcee who ranher own property business. The lunch was at Tasca's, an upmarket bistrothat required its ladies to dress up for just a swift cocktail, nevermind a full blown luncheon appointment.Mrs Slack complied with the dresscode - while driving John todistraction.She grabbed a black tailored satin slip and pulled it up. ”“Accompanying persons?”“Normally it’s for wives that come along to conferences to make sure that their husbands don’t get up to mischief.”“I think Dad needs to come along with you.”“It would get in the way of me building up client relationships. I’m sure he prefers it when my business is making money.” She paused and took a sip of coffee. “After the conference dinner I’m going to invite some people back here for a party.”“Will Kate come to?”“She sure will. These parties tend to get pretty.