Chapter 427 Lori's Wonder:>48

• Sybil had given us the end bedroom, conveniently situated at the opposite end of the L-shaped house from her own, so we had reasonable privacy; the bedroom door was thick, heavy oak, adding even more sound-proofing, which was useful, given Lori's propensity for screaming out my name (and other things) while in the throes of passion...
• Even as I was shutting the door behind me, Lori was attacking my shirt, popping the buttons while I unbuckled and dropped my slacks. Lori got tired of trying to pop my shirt buttons, resorting to yanking my shirt over my head and throwing it behind her as her hand dived inside my shorts to find and squeeze her favourite plaything.
• My hands were equally busy, fumbling with the button and zipper of her leather jeans, popping the waistband then sliding inside to cup and squeeze her warm satiny backside. I raised an eyebrow and grinned at her when I discovered she wasn't wearing a thong, as I'd assumed, or indeed panties of any description, my cock stiffening even further at the thought of her being commando while surrounded by family and friends...