Chapter 7: Party

Almost everything was in place by the time Mike and Jules arrived. They’d made the walk from their place already naked this time. They were becoming used to the trip and the neighbourhood was becoming used to the salacious rumours and harmless excitement it caused.

“Anything I can help with?” Jules asked, bouncing into the den after leaving her tab by the front door. Marissa considered. You could pour a half dozen glasses of the white wine now so it’ll be at its best when people have arrived. Mike was happy to lounge and watch the final touches being made. Before long an older couple arrived, also seemingly on foot but dressed. They chatted with Marissa at the door as they handed her their coats. Both were naked underneath and seemed completely at ease that way. They had barely made it inside and were introducing themselves as Leon and Margaret when the Baxter’s car was heard pulling up by the garage. Moments later a naked and nervous looking Geoff Baxter held the gate open for his wife and son. Dan ran up the path but Gwen was in no hurry. The picture of a confident statuesque woman, she waited for Geoff to take her arm and came unhurriedly up to the porch. Introductions were made, polite cheek kisses exchanged, except with Marissa who pressed herself full length against everyone and only kissed mouths. The buffet was excellent and there was soon a scrum at the table which dissolved into conversations carried to the comfortable seating of the den. Matt triggered the music at some point which faded in so slowly that no one noticed it for a while. He congratulated Geoff on beating his sales targets for the third year running. “I’m surprised you’re even aware of that level of detail. It all gets reported but no one usually takes any notice.” “I like to pay close attention to my investments,” Matt replied. Geoff had been unaware that Matt had stock in Martin’s firm. If it hadn’t been for the nudity and a certain buzz of expectation in the air it could have been any ordinary party. Billy would soon have been bored but at least he could boob watch and man there were some boobs on show tonight. The dynamic bouncy music made Jules want to dance. She bobbed across the small unoccupied space in the centre of the room. What Matt had done with the lighting was amazing. Wherever you were it seemed like a spotlight was focussed on you, leaving the rest of the room in soft shadow, and yet there was no glare. She could look over and see that Dan was pouring a drink for Jackie. It was only a week since she had jumped his bones in this very room. Right over there where Margaret was pretending that Matt didn’t have his hand between her legs as they chatted. It had been so hot when Dan started to respond and fuck her back. He’d visited them twice since then with bike parts. Getting double teamed by Mike and Dan on the bench in the garage, with the door open, was definitely going to be a feature of her life going forward.

“I like it when you do that.”

Jules turned to the smiling boy continuing to sway and bob.

“What do you like?” she said, seeing his cheeky grin.

“The way your titties bounce to the music,” he said, still grinning.

“They’re amazing.”

This must be Jackie’s boy. He was of a height with her and matched her for outright cheek it would seem.

“Do you know how to dance?” she asked, giving his shameless eyes a three sixty as she twirled.

“I don’t know anything about dancing,” Billy admitted, trying to bob along with her, “but I know a bit about fucking.”

Jules had to admit she’d been wrong. For sheer chutzpah he had her beat.

“They’re very similar,” she said, holding out a delicate hand, fingers down. “You’ll catch on in no time.”

“Look at this beautiful place and all these beautiful crazy people. I can’t believe I’m finally here.” Gwen spoke aloud but she wasn’t talking to anyone in particular.

“The first time I came in here, I thought how quiet and peaceful it was. Amazing how it transforms with a little music and a dozen naked people.”

Gwen looked around. It was difficult not to stretch her body upward, which looked a lot like pushing her chest out, when looking at Mike. He was tall and tough looking but his smile was gentle.

“You must be Mike, Jules partner?”

“Yes and, not tonight. I believe Marissa’s words were. ‘Anyone who wants to fuck the partner they came with had better put on a show so spectacular that everyone else stops to watch.’ We were tempted but there wasn’t time to practise.”

A thrill ran through Gwen that she hadn’t felt since she’d allowed her son to comfort her, a little too much, on the lounger in the sun room. The tingle of the unknown was different from any other anticipation, even that of doing wildly kinky things with lovers you knew well. A week ago she had caved in weekly out of desperation, now she embraced the thrill. There was no hint of boasting in Mike’s words.

“I like a man who works to improve his performance,” she said moving closer to him and letting adrenaline work whatever magic it could on her body.

“It’s like anything else,” Mike said. “You only get as good as the partner you practice with.”

“And you have to practise with lots of partners to round out your game,” Gwen added. She’d forgotten how much fun this could be. “I wanted to thank you for letting Dan work on the bike at your place.”

“It’s been a pleasure. He learns fast, keeps his tools tidy and Jules likes having him.”

“I think I’ve done an OK job bringing him up and he certainly likes Jules. He’s always bringing her up when we talk after making love.” Her lower back was up against the back of a couch now, her stance open. She leaned back a little, hands on the top rail behind her, and shook out her hair with her head back. “While we’re bringing things up. I said I wanted to thank you.”

Mike put his hands where hers had been, as she reached for him and wrapped her arms around him. He kissed her fuck-me face and ran his hand slowly down the side of her long body from right shoulder to her right buttock. She reached for his cock, sliding a hand up his shaft, as he reached hot-metal hardness. It was like nothing she’d ever felt.

“You’re a lot of good woman,” he said, as her stance widened further and he moved his hand to slide over her thigh.

“And you’re a fuck ton of good manhood,” she breathed into his mouth. “Now take all of me with all of you.”

With everything going on most people missed just what a spectacular standing fuck they put on. Mike rushed nothing, although he would be faster than Geoff. Gwen took everything he gave her and remembering her glory days, which weren’t so long ago after all, she never stopped going for more. She was a surprisingly strong and athletic woman and stimulated by what he was seeing over her shoulder Mike put her to the sword in a way that would have broken most women. She matched him all the way until he was conscious that he wasn’t twenty anymore either.

Matt brought Margaret a drink and asked after her health. It had been rocky but she was alright at the moment. She wanted to know what he had been doing with his time now that he and Marissa had pulled back on their affairs with Jill and Randy to let the four way group settle in.

“It’s been ages since you bent me over the kitchen table,” Margaret commented. “We should definitely do that again, though it won’t be so risky this time.” “You always manage to get me excited. Now tell me who the hot red head is? Leon is going to blow his load over her for sure.”

Margaret loved dirty talk, pretending to be shocked by other peoples behaviour, which wasn’t really possible anymore, while completely ignoring actual kinky behaviour going on around her or done to her. Her fantasy scenario would have been a room full of smart men, like an old officers club, where they could and would do anything to her, as she served drinks, as long as she didn’t actually catch them in the act or see who did it. Thirty years ago she had played out similar scenarios for real in restaurants and hotel saunas. That was another world though and it was difficult now to really believe that had been her, bent forward at the waist, taking an interminably complicated and ever changing order from a table of men who wouldn’t speak up, while eventually getting fisted to multiple orgasms by a stranger she never saw. She was fired for getting sauce on her uniform. The dressing bowl had somehow kept getting placed between her nipples and the table as she bent low to hear the customers. It had been worth it.

Watching Molly, while Matt told her how her mother had brought her to him and she had given herself to him, took her back like nothing else.

All the while Matt was telling his tale with a hand casually molesting her as she liked. While he laid her gently back on the seat and fucked her. His head on her shoulder, his timing and technique utter perfection, she watched Molly with Leon and she was young and hot again.

Leon really was the man she had seen a few times on the street. A silver fox and absolutely charming as Molly soon found out. He asked her what she was drinking and when she indicated the grape soda rather than the wine, he poured her a glass.

“How has a nice young lady like you got mixed up with all us old reprobates?” he asked.

“Oh. I just live next door.” Molly said. “I’m here with my Mum and my brother.” She looked about but Jackie was nowhere to be seen.

“An innocent child who just wandered in,” Leon said.

“Uh huh.” Molly made innocent eyes at him over her glass.

“Well. Perhaps you should stick with me. Just to be safe. I used to command a whole regiment you know.”

Molly nodded. “They say you’re a war hero.”

“I wouldn’t go that far,” he said. He looked about.

“It appears we have missed out on the comfy seats. We’ll have to camp where we are until reinforcements arrive.” They made camp on the floor and Molly stole cushions from the enemy and intercepted the drinks supply line to make them as comfortable as possible. He never made the slightest move on her but gracefully accepted every touch and advance she made. Continuing to apparently believe in her absolute innocence even as she spooned against him fondling his balls and talked about perverted sex as if it was the local weather.

“Our hostess appears to have engaged with the sales executive,” Leon commented on the deep slow and very open penetration, going on just over his left shoulder.

“That’s Geoff. Dan’s dad. Mum says he’s known for going long and slow. It’s not easy to go long and slow with Marissa, she’s so sexy. I love to put my tongue in her pussy.”

Billy had disappeared somewhere as well.

“Maybe he and Mum are in a corner somewhere fucking in a puddle of piss,” Molly said. Leon was all concern that she was alone. “I’m safe with you,” she said rolling over and wriggling into his arms. “We can make our own fuck in our own puddle.” They did just that, unhurriedly. Leon couldn’t beat Geoff for pacing or staying power but his gentle skills delighted Molly. They negotiated a rhythm that allowed her to lubricate a long, mutually satisfying, fuck, with little bursts of pee.

Reinforcements eventually arrived in the form of Billy, saying Jules wanted her in the wet room. She was only cuddling with Leon and savouring being full of his cum by then anyway. She thanked him for looking after her and vanished into the night with her rescuer.

A little earlier Jackie had taken a drink from Dan and sipped it while he fixed his own. She let him take her hand and lead her out on to the deck. She’d spent a lot of time here recently with so few boundaries or limits. He was easy to talk to and easy to look at. When he sat on a chair it was easy to sit on his knee. She had sat on Matt’s lap more than once in that spot. It was new to be so effortless with a stranger though. When her foot itched she brought it up to scratch it, crossing her right ankle over her left knee and opening her pussy in front of him. He took in all of her without staring, his hand politely on her back and seemed as calm as she felt. He asked, “I thought I saw Molly inside. How is she doing?”

“Yes. She’s doing great, wild child that she is. We had a birthday party for her out here last weekend.” “Not a party like this though, right?” He took a drink. “No, but this is a cool party too.” “It sure is, but you make it sound like last weekend was better.” “We’re only getting started so I can’t say. You must have had some pretty good parties with your family by your great pool.” Dan smiled. “Getting all four of us on one lounger was fun. Phil had to stretch so much, she nearly wasn’t tall enough.” “It’s like that with Billy and I sometimes. The height difference takes some imagination to get over.”

They talked around the point like this for a while. Gradually easing one another into it, getting more and more explicit. For such a young man Dan’s verbal foreplay was fantastic.

By the time Jules came flying out of the back door behind Billy who bolted for the complete non safety of the garden they had progressed to talking about how Marissa had shown him the wet room on his previous visit. Showered in front of him and invited him to join her.

“I was inside her and we were starting to really fuck. She was loving my hands being all over her body and I could feel her nipples against me like smooth stones.”

Jackie had an arm around his neck now which brought his face to where she could feel his breath on her tits. She rolled her pelvis a little sideways, back and forth, which rubbed his cock against her thigh and meant he kept moving his hand from her waist, over her hip and back again.

“What happened then?” she asked. His face took on a pained look. “I had to pee, even though I was hard it was still too bad to ignore it. I had to pull out take a piss and then it was time to leave.” “Oh you poor boy,” Jackie cuddled him against her breast “Having to break off in the middle of sex with Marissa is awful.” “She seemed so disappointed,” Dan said. Jackie got up and adjusted her position so she was facing him sitting astride his lap. Then put her hands on his shoulders, squeezing her tits together and looked at him very seriously. “I can only tell you what I did the last time I was having sex with Marissa and I got a sudden urge to pee. You don’t have to take my advice of course.” His hands were warm on her thighs and he looked at her with all the attention in those pretty big brown eyes. “Marissa had her face between my legs,” she said and dragged his eye down with hers to her pussy. “She was running her tongue up and down here.” Jackie ran a finger along her slit, “Sucking here,” She took the index finger of his hand from her thigh and put it on her clit, “and poking it in and out of here.” She moved the finger to her vaginal entrance and looked up at him again, “I really didn’t want her to stop,” she said rolling her hips forward just a half inch so that her pussy consumed his finger tip, “but I really needed to pee.”. She put a pee wiggle into her movements as his finger slowly came to life. “I was moaning and writhing just like I’m sure you were with Marissa.” Dan nodded as her nipples closed the gap to his upper chest. His own rock hard member was pressed against him by his hand. His finger was all the way in. “Do you know what I thought?” Jackie dragged out the game, loving every moment. Raising up now and pressing her tits so that his shaking head was sandwiched between them. His finger had room to pull out. “I thought, fuck it, I let it all go in her mouth,” Jackie’s hot fluids reached the base of Dan’s cock just ahead of her engulfing pussy, “and she didn’t stop.” “No stopping,” she managed to breathe out on his first thrust before Dan’s tongue in her mouth silenced her.

A little earlier, before things got hot and heavy, Geoff politely intercepted the hostess by the drinks. “It’s very good of you to put on all this.” He gestured over the expansive table of food and drinks by the back door in the den. “It has been a difficult week and we needed something, different.”

“Well thank you Geoff. We very much appreciate you being here and I’m so sorry we couldn’t include Phil. How is she holding up.”

Marissa sank gracefully onto a soft chair, her gorgeous legs crossed, offering the space beside her to Geoff. It was a tight but comfortable space. Just what he liked.

“My little minx is fine he said,” the whole length of the side of Marissa’s body and leg already against him, she flexed her ankle and tickled his foot with hers.

“Still running wild and free, humping everything in sight.” Marissa said it as if a wistful memory of her own. Geoff just said, “Yep,” and downed his drink.

“Tell me about her antics. Does she only fuck you and her brother or is she just as excited to put her head between her mother’s legs?”

Geoff was in so over his head he was grateful when Marissa slid like hot butter into his lap and on to his raging erection. He gave her the slow fuck of slow fucks, or tried to. He certainly didn’t want it to end. If there was trouble ahead he was quite happy sticking where he was. Marissa kept an eye on the room. Delighted at what she saw and Geoff’s cock pumping like bellows inside her. Billy and Jules’ dancing, which started well, descended into something more akin to wrestling, with a lot of laughter. Which descended into fucking in ever more exotic and ridiculous positions while the bantering got fierce. Jules got splattered from face to feet with cum and Billy barely slowed down. Eventually he said something really bad or pinched her too hard and had to make a run for it. A cum splattered, messy haired, over excited, Jules chased him out of the back door. It took some energy out of the room but by then Mike and Gwen were going at it like a pile driver. Margaret was well under the spell of Matt’s sex magic and Marissa could just make out Jackie rocking in Dan’s lap out on the deck. Molly appeared to be happily nest building on the floor with Leon. Showing him her pussy and handling him at every opportunity, like the already accomplished slut that she was. By the time she let Geoff come and her third time round, Mike had taken a wobbly legged, but still game, Gwen on a tour of the house. Margaret was sleeping blissfully. Slowly leaking Matt’s cum. Billy had bounced in and gone out again with Molly in tow. She had just heard Jackie hitting the jackpot outside.

Marissa helped Leon up. He kissed her and thanked her graciously for a marvellous soiree.

“I must get Margaret back home or I would stay and make love to you until the sun comes up.”

“I will still be feeling your love when it does,” she replied with a hand on his heart and clutching one of his to her left breast. She sucked his tongue a little more because he was such a sweetie. They roused Margaret and a somewhat recovered Geoff offered to see them home.

“Tell Gwen I’ll be back when I’ve cleared my head,” he called back. Margaret soon perked up with two men’s arms around her, advising Geoff that he should put his hand on her bottom, grip it with his palm and use the length of his man fingers to tickle her pussy.

Marissa saw them out of the front and swung back through the den, setting things to rights in a whirl of happiness. Jackie and Dan came in from the deck.

Billy’s charge down the garden and back again with Jules in pursuit ended in the wet room. The water sprayers were a slave to his will now. He’d been practising. Out numbered and out gunned Jules was forced to surrender on her knees with her hands up and thoroughly soaked. Billy understood though that she had lost in order to win and he had to share his victory. Now that she was as wet as he had threatened to make her, he could lick her as he’d promised. Jules spent the next fifteen minutes getting a full body tongue bath that could have taught Mike a couple of things. Billy started in the armpit of the arm that she had raised across her face, as she theatrically mourned her defeat, on her back, on a wet room bench. He ended as planned with her sweet juices pouring into his mouth as he held her by her bucking hips and pressed his tongue into her.

“Who taught you that?” Jules asked, still recovering on the bench as Billy played with her tits.

“Marissa and my sister mostly. I get to practice on her most often. Mum loves it too but she never tells me how to make it better. Marissa always does and Molly mostly until recently.”

“And you do that to them soaked in your pee”

“Sometimes but usually it’s their pee or both.”

“OK. You win. Next time we can try pee. I need to talk to your sister.” She hadn’t meant now but Billy shot off and Mike came in with Gwen.

“Here’s my darling little slut.”

“Have you been having as much fun as me tonight?”

Jules asked. Mike looked down at her giggly happy face. “You’ll have to ask Gwen about that but I know I got lucky.”

Gwen, who had been examining the wet room in wonder, came over and gave him a squeeze. “Now I understand why you’re so sexy and so much fun you crazy fortunate slut,” she said to Jules. Gwen knelt down and kissed Jules like a long lost lover. Jules’ hand was blindly seeking Mike’s cock. She found it and just held it until the kiss was done. By then Billy was back and Molly and Matt arm in arm.

“Hello Mrs Baxter,” Billy said eyeing her boobs.

“Hello Billy. Are you scheming to play with my mummy melons?” “Yes please Mrs. Baxter,” he said enthusiastically.

“First a break for dessert,” Matt said decisively.

“Things are about to get seriously fucked up aren’t they?” Jules asked.

“I hope so,” Gwen said, helping her to her feet.

The party drifted back together and the atmosphere had changed from one of slightly tense sexual anticipation to relaxed debauchery. With the exception of one potential pairing. Matt and Molly joined Dan and Jackie on the couch. Molly laid back against Matt, feeding him and herself. Jackie rubbed Dan’s back and encouraged him to eat nibbles out of her cleavage. They talked but Dan and Molly didn’t interact.

Marissa came and sat between Molly and Dan and played plate. Matt said he would go and get the hot tub going, even though it was late. He tapped Molly a long unimpressed message that ended, “Talk to him.” Marissa mouthed food to both of them and soon had Dan literally eating out of her hand, her mouth, off her belly and off her pussy mound. Molly’s eyes met his and they both smiled but no words came. They lay on their backs, heads ear to ear, on Marissa’s lap where they couldn’t see one another and for some reason that helped a little. Small talk at least became possible. Marissa fed them and stroked them and said very little herself. They talked about school a bit and what they would do in the senior year. They laughed about Dendrite as they called Dr Endrite, the head teacher. Marissa caressed them and offered them wine sips from her mouth. Molly asked about what he was doing with Mike and he talked about the bike he was restoring. He asked about her unusual house beyond the gate and she talked about all the things that were wrong with it. The closest it came to anything intimate or sexual was when Molly said, “My brother seems to have fallen for your Mum big time.”

“Everyone loves Mum”, he said. “Especially everyone with a cock but she’s cool, like your Mum.”

“Did Jackie tease you mercilessly earlier?”

“Not really. She was just having things her way.”

Marissa started to tap in her cleavage but Molly took hold of her hand, stroked her fingers to say sorry for interrupting and tapped,

“It’s OK.”

Marissa gracefully extracted herself, kissed them and went to find Matt. The silence stretched. Jackie went to say goodbye to the Greens and make sure Billy wasn’t annoying Gwen.

Billy sat on Gwen’s lap, a big bowl of trifle on his knees. He dipped his fingers in the sticky sweet creamy trifle and fed it, little by little to Gwen as she talked with Jules. They agreed that when Geoff was away with Veronica, Gwen was welcome to sleep over at the Greens’.

“I intend to take Dan to my bed, to mostly go naked and to give him free access to my body,” said Jules. “It balances things out nicely if you sleep with us sometimes with him or without him. We will all be lovers.”

“That’s so kind of you. It means I can give Dan and Phil the run of the house if they want to practice unhindered hedonism without me in the picture. I won’t ever need to be lonely and stifling to Dan.”

Dan sighed, “It’s not that I don’t want to. You’re fucking hot. You always were out of my league and now you’re ten times hotter and naked. I’d be a fool to say no.” He dried up and silence returned.

Gwen and Jules kissed so tight that Billy couldn’t get his trifle fingers in Gwen’s mouth so he painted her tits instead. She had said he could play with then after dessert so he reckoned it would be fine. Mike came over and both women switched from kissing each other to kissing his cock. They could just about touch each others tongue tips when they pressed in really tight. He wasn’t hard but, Jules noted, he wasn’t completely soft either.

Sadly the Greens had to go home. They had never planned to stay the night and had unavoidable business the next day. Matt’s good night kiss with Jules was like a symbolic fuck. They held one another and he was inside her for several seconds as she moaned into his mouth. Mike embraced Marissa and Gwen helped wriggle his semi erect cock into her pussy. Everyone could see what a fabulous coupling they would make when circumstances allowed it.

“Soon. Please come back soon and fuck me”, Marissa said and reluctantly let him go.

Molly realised she was tapping on herself and made her self stop and say her thoughts instead. “I’m confused. I don’t want to fuck you now but it isn’t because I don’t want you. I want you a lot. It’s like with Matt I guess. He didn’t fuck me at all until last weekend even though I was here for a week, naked and doe eyed over him and practically begging for his cock. Make that actually begging for his cock. He wanted our first time to be special and that meant we had to spend time and prepare and get to know one another first. I don’t know if that makes any sense?”

“None at all,” he said. “I’m joking of course, it makes perfect sense. I’m up for as much getting to know you as you want. We can go slow but I don’t want to ruin the party for you or for Matt and Marissa. It seems important to them.”

“It is,” Molly said, her mind whirring. “There is a way we might be able to do it. A way we could make love and get to know one another and not actually fuck one another and everyone still gets to fuck.”

“What’s the plan?”

“There’s a thing that Matt and Marissa do with their sex magic. They make love with one another by fucking another couple. It’s really hard to explain. Super advanced slut stuff. They express their love for one another through the bodies of other people. Marissa and I could be fucking Matt and Billy for example. We’d body match exactly replicating and synchronizing our movements so that my fucking of Matt is her fucking of Matt and her fucking of Billy is my fucking of Billy. It’s impossible but it’s magic, when it happens it feels like it’s Marissa and I making love but at a higher level of understanding somehow.”

“Wow. That’s sounds like body swapping or something.”

“It’s more like heart swapping”

“So you think we could do this with Matt and Marissa and it would be like fucking but without ever even touching one another?”

“I think there’s about three hundred things I’d need to teach you first but yes.”

“Well it would be the coolest getting-to-know-you ever.”

“If it works I promise I’ll do you for real, anywhere, anytime, however many times you want. Only we can’t tell what we’re doing or it won’t work OK. It has to be between us. We have to go and seduce them and not let on.”

“You’re on.”

When the Green’s had walked naked into the night streets Jackie came and checked on Billy and Gwen. He was cuddled up, smearing cream on her tits, licking it off and generally making a hell of a mess. His fingers still made regular trips from the bowl to her mouth.

“Are you OK?” Jackie asked, sitting down with her own bowl and indicating her son with a nod. “We’re doing rather well,” Gwen said. “Billy is a sweet gentleman.” She fingered some trifle off her right tit and fed it to him as he smiled up at her adoringly. Jackie looked at the plastic spoon in her bowl of trifle, took it out, licked it clean and abandoned it. “Let me,” said Gwen, beckoning Jackie closer, she dragged a finger through Jackie’s bowl and slipped it into her hot mouth. “I saw you go out onto the deck with Dan. Did he give satisfaction?” Jackie moaned her approval around Gwen’s finger. “He played his part to perfection. So sweet and considerate and let me play with him all the way to a glorious wet fuck. Then he filled me with a massive load.”

“Oh. I love it when he really goes off,” Gwen said. “I like to let it run out down my legs where everyone can see how well my son fucks me.”

“Son’s are the best,” Billy chimed in admiring the smiley faces he had drawn in the cream on Gwen’s tits. “Actually Mums are pretty awesome.”

The hair ruffle, that rewarded that comment, left cream in his fringe. Gwen’s feeding finger was soon taking diversions to Jackie’s well fucked vagina on its way to her mouth. Billy branched out as well smearing his Mum’s tits now along with Gwen’s. At some point Jackie said they were making so much mess they should move things to the wet room but there was no rush to break up their cuddle. Billy ran and refilled the big trifle bowl and got his ladies drinks. He got a little messy himself slipping back in between them but they rearranged their long sexy legs that he loved so much and he soon returned to feeding them and painting them as they gossiped and kissed. Cupping Gwen’s tits, lifting them and running his tongue underneath, pushing his face between them and licking as if her cleavage was a pussy. Drooling into that cleavage and watching it run down her body making tracks in the smeared creamy mess. Sucking her nipples like a baby and feeling her body rock a little spontaneously in response. It was an endless happy world of fascination.