She went straight for his base, on his underside. Letting saliva run off her tongue and watching it roll down his shaft. He moans loudly and a small p...mp of clear fluid escapes as Lacey massages his underside with her tongue. Taking her forefinger Lacey gingerly removes the precum and looks up at her friend."Do you trust me?" Not exactly the best time for a trust fall or something. Charlotte nods yes.Using her pinky from her idle hand, Lacey pulls Charlottes black lace panties to one side, and. ”“Our secret.”They were sitting on the wicker sofa on the back porch having a glass of wine, which they both knew they probably didn’t need.“Should I call off the wedding?” Ella asked.“What? Don’t be ridiculous! You’d piss off a lot of people if you did that.”“But I cheated.”“Come on, Ella. If everybody who got a little something at their bachelor or bachelorette parties called off their weddings, nobody’d ever get married.” “Really? You think so?”“Sure. You ever watch porn?”“Yeah. We watch it. ”I couldn’t argue with the logic, though I would have preferred to do the uncomfortable and rather insecure job myself – some would call it the ‘martyr syndrome’. It’s one of those things like opening a door for a lady, or always walking on the outside of the path with a lady. Anyway, I reached under the cockpit seat and handed her the reefing crank handle.“Take care,” I said, “I know you will anyway, but I don’t want to lose you overboard.”She smiled as she took the handle. I pushed the tiller. He was momentarily transfixed by her mouth, and at first did not notice that her hand had come to rest on his upper thigh as she leaned forward during her taste. A clearing of the throat brought back Nick's attention as he tried to cool down the waves of heat circulating within him. Sarah smiled at the waiter and took pleasure in the flustered behavior that she created within her father as she listened to him order for the both of them, stopping often to clear his throat. His normally cool and.