John and his wife returned and we sat for a while longer there and visited and my left hand stayed on Kathy's leg sometimes drifting up to her crotch....I had to excuse myself to the porta-potty and Kathy went with she was wearing low healed shoes and sand don't work well with them I guess so being a nice gentleman I held her arm all the way to the potty. She came out of the potty and said her zipper was stuck and asked for my help so I reached down and tried to zip it but a finger slipped inside. No reply just him getting on his knees and pulling down my tights. OMG he had my clitlit in his hand rubbing it then e took it in his mouth. Sucking, licking, sucking, licking, over and over I had my hands on his head as he sucked faster and faster. I started to leak as his soft young lips slide over my semi erect clitlit. My girly juices dripping out in his willing mouth some dripping out and running down his chin. Jimmy STOP I yelled. He pulled off my juices hanging from his chin in long. In high school, she wanted to party, but she spent a lot of her free time watching her younger sister, Bailey, who was two years younger than her. Together, the two of them were the stars of their high school dance team, and their asshole parents never showed up to a single dancing event. Not once. To make up for it, their parents pulled some strings and got them involved in paid dancing gigs. But those experiences eventually gave both girls serious daddy issues. After about eight months of. ’ I led her to our bedroom. Thinking there was a chance one or both of us might be using it before the evening was over, Louise had thoughtfully turned the bed down. Recognizing the significance of that hospitable act, Bette smiled. ‘Your wife thinks ahead, doesn’t she?’ ‘We try to be prepared.’ I gently drew her down so we were sitting on the bed. After turning her head, I brought my lips firmly in contact with hers while my left hand softly massaged her breast through her dress. She grinned.