I slipped a finger inside her and a moan escaped her lips."You going to lick my little pink cunt?" she asked.I responded by kissing her inner thighs, ...railing my tongue over her soft, warm skin. Her hand found my head and she ran her fingers through my hair. I lifted her legs over my head and kissed her shaved cunt. She was wet and the taste sent a shiver down my body to my cock.I began to harden.The doorbell rang and my wife gasped.I pulled away from my wife with a smile and held up a hand. I. She just queer like you, a freaky pervert that likes to pretend."Michelle flinched at that, and glared angrily at Fiona. She seemed tohave more steel in her heart after fighting back against her stepfather.He saw she was itching to act."Listen Fiona, you dress like a man, and drink like a fish. There isvery little of the feminine about you. You acted feminine before wemarried to catch me, because you knew I liked it. When we were married Isaw the true you. Yes you have a womb, but you never. I held it up, and usually the girls would make change. Karen simply pulled her panties open at the top and said "Go for it". I put the 10 in there and went exploring with my fingers. I worked my middle finger into her dripping snatch and rubbed her clit with my thumb. You always had to be careful in the place I was in that the bouncers couldn't see what you were doing or they would throw you out. In about a minute or so I actually got her off. She looked at me and said, "I have been so fucking. “Let’s take this inside where you can make all the noise you want and not disturb the neighbors. You were almost falling off the lounger and I did not want either of you hurt.” “OK, we will move it inside. We were just getting aroused and Elin is such a hot babe I want to eat her up. The bed is a lot more comfortable.” Dylan protested. Elin just stood there in all her ebony beauty listening and smiling holding Dylan’s hand. We picked up the discarded bikini pieces and ran to the house. Elin’s.