Tell me you want me to do this, it’s the final part of me showing I’m okay with what you and Francis did this weekend.”I could see that Sue was ...orn, thinking about what I’d asked but not quite ready yet.“Come on, Sue. Think how it is. The three of us joined together, ignoring all those boring social conventions. Tell me you want me to taste Francis and your juices, mingled together in your sexy body.”I could tell Sue’s mind was fighting a battle royal, torn between the eroticism of what I was. By the time we got into the bedroom, she was naked on the bed in an inviting sultry pose.Susie motioned for us to strip and cum over to the bed. I stood there naked next to Jim with our cocks pointing up as Susie laid down with her face between us. She noticed some precum from Jim's cock and used her finger to taste it. She began to fist both of us and closed her eyes, breathing deeply. I usually eat my wife's snatch for some time before we fuck because she is slow to climax. I love the way she. I made my way back around to the patio and then entered into the kitchen where Mrs Cavendish had started preparing the meal. "Oh.. hello Matt, come on in.. don't be shy. Dinner won't be for another hour yet, but you can have some wine and relax. One thing though, I think you had better shower before dinner. I don't mean to be horrible, but after all that work today, you're a bit... well smelly, you know." I'm sorry.." I said embarrassed."No, I didn't mean to be rude. It's just, well there's. I hope we can soon be making clothes for them.”“You will be,” proclaimed Sabrina, “because they’ll be my children to help raise.”“You gonna marry massa Grant, mistress Sabrina?” asked Janice.“I sure am.”“Well, if his chil’n are like him, then you’ve found a good man.”Grant proceeded to try on three outfits, and Sabrina was pleased with all of them. She was smart enough not to ask him his opinion.“Yes, I think these will do for a start,” stated Sabrina. Jane and Janice can make some more when.