Sally and Sandy are still at it.

Kathryn walked quickly back across the house to where Sally Walker had cut in on her morning make-out with Sandy Wise, Peter's girlfriend.

Run right back here, Sally Walker had told Kathryn. Well, Kathryn hadn't stayed long, just long enough to watch Jim and Peter Walker fucking after their shower and to hold their balls when they came. I gotta pee, Sandy had said. Sally Walker had replied, Oh, goody, let's take it right here into the bathroom.

Kathryn wondered what sort of lovely mischief the two of them were getting up to. It seemed like both of them had the knack of embarrassing Kathryn and then putting her at ease. Sally, with her brash manner, salty tongue, and unhesitating welcome. Sandy, with her sincere appreciation of Kathryn's loveliness ... even the little sighs when Kathryn was pooping!

Kathryn felt intensely welcomed and admired, but a little off balance. But Bryan was here, and he was a strong anchor to the life she knew, college, Jasmine, the future she was building for herself. Was this week more than a dream? Her hopes to build a bond between she and Bryan, and Sandy and Peter? Having sex together, both couples intertwined on the same bed, sleeping the night together after their climactic mutual orgasm. Waking to a threesome with Bryan and Sandy. That felt like a beginning. She hoped Bryan felt the same. Sandy. Kathryn's mouth watered, remembering Sandy's soft lips, Sally's slippery pussy and obscene praise for Kathryn's tongue, Sally and Sandy's delicious pussy juices, and their hunger for Kathryn's body. Sandy's hunger for licking Kathryn's butthole. And all the lovely sex she had watched. Really unexpected sex, Jim and Peter having anal intercourse. She felt warm all over.

Reaching for the bathroom door, Kathryn heard Sandy and Sally making pleasure noises, sighing, little laughs, kisses.

Run right back here.

Kathryn opened the door.