Not to mention the bush. The carpet did indeed match the drapes. Nothing like a little gingerbread during Christmas. I started rubbing it slowly. I sp...t on it. Ms. Christina must've enjoyed that. She let out a little giggle after I did it. I then placed both my fingers in slowly. She started moaning instantly."Ahhh, fuck!" she moaned. I then tasted the gingerbread. I moved my tongue along her pussy and sucked her clit like my own candy cane. She placed her hand on the back of my head and pushed. I told her and said I'm leaving right now, please don't leave till I get to see you I asked her. I came in the house and smelled wonderful..Her " I'm here for the sex" perfume was haging in the air. I heard her hills coming down the hall , I closed my eyes and waited for them to stop. She laughted and asked what are you doing goofy? I said I want to open my eyes and see all of you at once, I opened my eyes and fell in love all over again. Her hair was very very light blonde, her makeup was. They had a quick conversation with each other whilst still not taking their eyes off my prize and then they eased themselves from the ground and edgily began to approach me. Even from that distance I could see two handsome bulges in their jeans and it was flattering to know they were there simply due to a quick flash from me. As they drew nearer I removed my shades and stared into their eyes and with a seductive smile I welcomed them towards me. When they were about six or eight feet away I. ‘By two different men.’ said Tina. ‘One was Paul Claisson, a Frenchman. The other… I don’t even know what his name was. But he had a big cock. A really huge dick.’ ‘Does your husband know what you were doing Thursday night?’ I asked. ‘No.’ Tina said. ‘I guess he’s going to find out, though, isn’t he?’ ‘Why would you say that?’ queried Cindy. ‘This is about Melissa, isn’t it?’ Tina asked back. ‘What do you know about Melissa?’ I asked. ‘She was there.’ said Tina. ‘She was with me and the guys..