Finally he couldnt deny her any longer. First he kissed her clit, and then licked at it ever so gently barely touching it with his tongue. Gabby moane.... Oh Jacob! He took that as a cue to step up his efforts. He lapped at her clit greedily now. Gabby kept sighing as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. Jacob let his tongue slip into her wet hole. Oh my God! Gabby let out. He moved back up to her clit as he pushed his middle finger deep inside her. He started sucking at her clit as he. -Ok, no problem...Nana grabbed her sponge and soap and began to wash my back. Ana proceeded to lather herself with soap. I was fully erect, and she glanced frequently at my penis with sly, curious looks. I began to relax a bit. I watched as she lathered her firm breasts and her armpits, and then, shyly, as she ran the soap at her pubic area. Nana whispered in my ear.-Do you want to fuck me? I turned around towards her, and looked at Ana. -But she's here...-Don't worry... She exited the water. Over there was her slightly older sister wearing just a bikini top and super short-shorts. We'd always flirted and if it weren't for my general fear of losing half of everything I owned, I'd have definitely pursued our mutual flirting further. Her nipples, let's say, might put my wife's to shame. And I'd never seen them; it's just that they're constantly poking through her shirts. Today was no exception. Beer and tits are a good/bad combination for me—and most guys I'd imagine. Every. I guess this is all a part of the torture of this fetish that I love, just because I get all worked up does not mean that my lovely wife mistress Nicole is also in the mood to play my games. This usually results in days of buildup and torture while I think about it constantly until she relents. I did let Nicole know that I had been online and she spent some time talking with me about how she enjoys the buildup too because she knows it is torture for me. I reminded her that during our last.