I slowly kissed up her toned, slim legs, making sure to take my time. As I got closer she groaned, impatient already. At the top, I stopped, then move... back to the other foot. She groaned louder.“Good things come to those who wait.” “I can’t wait.” She pulled me up by my hair. I breathed in her musky scent, then slowly gave her pussy one long lick from her crack all the way up. She tasted like she smelt: heaven.“Feels… so… good…” She whimpered. I licked again, this time going deeper. Her lips. "Would you mind if I touched your clothes Jamie?" he asked. I giggled a little and wasn't sure what to say. "Yes....please," I said, please!? Where did that come from? I can't believe I had given Mike permission to touch me and I had encouraged him. Mike ran his fingers down my back as he had some previously all the way down to the bottom of my dress, it sent shock waves through my body. He then stroked from my heels, up the back of my calf to the bottom of my dress again. All the time I stood. Sam felt embarrassed to be in the middle of all that female flesh and all he could think about was his dead wife Sally six feet under after being scalped by a pack of drunken Indians fresh off the reservation and itching to get revenge for the extermination of the buffalo and the loss of their way of life. He inhaled the sweet perfume and listened to the giggling but had no intention of following his randy brother up the stairs to take a ride on one of the young women with no hope of living a. “Yes, Sir, I am just so full and I can’t believe I have been missing out on this feeling. I am so glad I kicked my asshole boyfriend out last week. Thank you, Sir, for opening me up to a new experience.”I leaned down and kissed her then whispered in her ear, “You are welcome, and I am glad to help you out any way I can. Now, how about I work on getting you to explode all over me.”With that, I started pounding her and she kept moaning and trying to hold my shoulders to hang on. It didn’t take.