We had told Wendy that we expected to be very late home, and that she was welcome to sleep in our spare bedroom. On the Friday night when Helen was babysitting, we were ready to leave our friends’ place sometime after midnight. XXX sorry, I mean if John comes in.”
“He’ll be here in a minute too, and he’ll be very disappointed if you’re dressed.”
Just then John walked into the kitchen. When we left Wendy, still naked, was sitting in the living room with our two naked beauties sitting on her lap and playing with her nipples while she read to them from their favourite book of fairy tales. When we got home, at about 1am, Phillipa and Mary were asleep in their beds. “Oh! Your next orgasm is just 10 minutes away. I couldn’t see exactly what he was doing but, as I had predicted, Helen
