After a couple of minutes, Bob and Isabel headed for our washroom, which allowed Sally and I to leave the house, dressing in the backyard.
“We will come back later,” I whispered to Sal, “and have an orgy. Meanwhile, let’s give them some quality time together.”
“Yes,” she answered as we walked towards the car, “let’s take a shower together. I want to soap and play with your balls.”
“Sounds good to me,” I said as I patted her ass, “sounds like fun.”