Her clit was engorged now and his sense of taste was telling him she was cumming. She was making a stream pouring off the tiles. His mouth was being s...tiated, his cock was so rock hard but he needed her liquid nectar to run down his chin. Rachelle was in flight with sensual sensations. She had never felt something so gloriously delicious. Her mind wouldn’t cooperate she tried to figure out a way to get to Robert’s cock. As though he was reading her mind he would change assault. The thoughts. The vertical line of under-ruffled perfect pinkness that made Ceenie half a woman stood out against her full body auburn complexion. Her deep tan began to bead with perspiration causing her body to shine. The glow made her even more beautiful.I was not sure where to start, so I cupped one of Ceenie's breasts and squeezed. Her nipple immediately rose from my touch. The way it peaked on her perky mound was so erotic. Ceenie moaned as it stood out so stiff and my hand pressed into her breast. We were always on the same wave-length. It was catch as catch can for eating arrangements. Some sat at Ursula's dining table, others took seats in chairs or even on the floor pillows. Casual was the name of the game. And would continue to be so for the rest of the night. Nothing formal or up-tight in this gathering. I felt a lot more comfortable. Maybe I could pull this off. It was becoming apparent which were couples here tonight. I was with Ursula, of course. If not, I would not have been. I saw the bottomends of an Afro wig.John seemed to be wearing a black bra underneath a white blouse. So hefinally did something about his man boobs. His big clunky watch looked outof place on his arm. It had been his brothers who had died in Iraq andJohn swore he's never take it off. John kept his word.I could only imagine what they were thinking of me as I slowly came down.My eyes latched onto the pink leather bustier crop top with a push upwomen's corset; stiffed in them were breasts. Not.