I wiggled my ass which shifted my skirt up higher, then I spread my legs a bit and slid my hand between them. I worked my fingers up and down my slit,...then slipped a finger inside as I pushed my palm against my clit. Chris: “Oh fuck yes! You’re so fucking hot! I want to stick my tongue up your pussy.”Me: “Yes? What else?”Chris: “I’m going to lick it and get you dripping wet, then I’m going to slide my cock head up and down it.”Me: “Oh yeah? With a condom?”Chris: “That depends. What do you. Goodnight, kupoooo.’ And with that, the moogles took their leave. ‘A pool, huh?’ Zidane murmured, looking Prishe over. ‘Sounds fun,’ she purred, down the same for him. They both giggled and headed down the hall, Terra following after a bit concerned. ‘This is why I don’t drink…’ By the time she’d caught up with them, Zidane and Prishe were already sitting near the pool, wading their toes in the water. They seemed to be less energetic than before, something that the blonde girl felt relieved. God, how he wanted to hear them again? How he wanted to watch her face light from within as he kissed her softly and returned them? He played the fantasy on that wide screen in his head. But that was all it was, a fantasy. If his wife knew the truth, if she knew what happened that night, if Jill ever found out that he was the reason David never made it home to her and their sons, he knew it would evaporate. Be gone in a heartbeat. Be transformed, morphed, into hatred that burned brighter than. No wonder her clothes were all such a mess, not to mention losing her thong at some point during the night. I shoved my fingers back into her steamy opening, adding a third finger. She seemed to welcome the extra addition, and her body began to writhe as she pushed her pelvis up to meet my intrusive fingers. All the while, she pulled at her erect nipples and squeezed her small firm breasts as she drove towards fulfillment. Once again, I pulled out and presented my fingers to her drooling.