He said, "Blow me."So I got down on my knees and took him in my mouth, I found itdisgusting, yet exciting at the same time. I started to suck him off,...unning my tongue over his head and shaft. I worked his member in mymouth and with my hand. I could feel him pulsing, getting more and moreexcited. He then began to fuck my mouth. He put his hands behind my headand was pumping; I just let his cock slide in and out. Suddenly he tensedup, II knew he was about to come and began to pull his cock out. Started rubbing my limp little clitty through the matching panties of the sheer, red babydoll I am wearing. Soon I felt the dampness from my precum as I continued to caress my clitty softly. I started fantasizing about muscular tall studs surrounding me at a sex party. I felt their rough, thick hands grab my ass, pinch my nipples through my slutty, skimpy top. I gasped as one of them reaches under my skirt, rubbing up past my stocking tops and onto my lace covered clit while another, hiked my. “Jane, I dare you to go down on Jen and lick her pussy”. “With pleasure” said Jane “but I think we should move to the bedroom for more comfort”. With that she took Jen’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Frank and I followed, not wanting to miss any of the action. Jen lay down on her back on the bed and spread her legs. Jane climbed on top of her, kissing her passionately on the lips before slowly moving down between her legs. I watched as Jane started kissing and licking Jen’s shaven, bald. .,” she said softly, those three powerful words trailing off.“Oh, shit ... shit, shit, shit!” Abby repeated, stomping her foot on the floor. “It wasn’t supposed to come out like that, that way. I wanted to wait for you to say, ‘I love you first!” She hurried her apology and began to blush.“I think you said it absolutely perfectly,” he smiled.“I couldn’t help myself it just seemed the right thing to say at the right time.”“Does it really matter who says it first?”“Isn’t it supposed to matter?”.