I was getting pretty excited at the thought of busting a nut inside Karin's smokin hot little body. When the girls came back to the table they had fou... other women in tow with them. They were older women, I will guess in their early to mid fifties. They were all pretty hot, and married. They said they all get together once a year without their husbands to have some fun. They bought the next round and we were all having fun flirting and dancing. Ronnie and I were enjoying being surrounded by hot. I joined her on the bed and I kissed her, fondled, rubbed and sucked on her breasts, caressed her body, rubbed her mound, gently kissed her body, working my way down to her feet. Then I worked my way up her legs to her pussy. And I eat her pussy and keep eating her pussy and Casandra had many orgasms.She returned two weeks later, and has the same wonderful experience. And after, she looks at me, while I was on my knees before her, and says, "You enjoy this, don't you? Serving me I mean." I. The problem was (and I didn’t say anything at the time), I think I ate too much at dinner, and my stomach was a bit uncertain that evening. So maybe I was a bit tentative when we finally went to bed together, and I suppose I had the fear we all keep inside of us of farting during sex (literally – I wanted to keep it inside of me). Maybe after a while the comfort level increases, but even as close friends, we still had the newness of being lovers, the “be on our best behavior” mode in full. Hesitatingly he cupped one breast in his hands. “Finally” she murmured. Slowly he started to knead the breast and could feel the erect nipples through the shirt. He decided to chance the next move although the dark voices screamed that it would be a mistake. Slowly he started to unbutton the shirt , and Susan still kissed him, maybe this was not such a wrong move afterall. With a shrug of the shoulders Susan let the shirt fall to the ground. She repositioned herself so that the breasts were.