She whimpered at my teasing. At last, I landed a kiss on her clit. I continued with light, torturing licks around her vulva, my tongue waltzing around...her wet pussy. “Emma please! Stop teasing!” she pleaded, finally breaking the wordless silence that had formed. “Fuck me!” I grinned, enjoying this control of tormenting her. But she had enough. Grabbing my hair, she pushed her cunt into my face. I dug in. She tasted amazingly sweet, like honey and nectar. I parted her lips with my fingers. Her. All the other guys at the party really admired Bill for being able to keep Linda as his girlfriend for as long as he had. There was no question that Linda was very flighty and came from a home background that wasn't likely to cause her to do anything but flit from one male to the next who would show her some attention. No one asked him but everyone knew that Bill realized that and he did whatever he could to keep Linda interested in him. So far, he'd managed to pull it off and he kept Linda. Pinky worked my cock for awhile, taking breaks to stroke it with her hands. My wife almost never shuts up when she on a thing like this. But she started to notice my face was red. Then out of the blue, she asked “Are you stroking your cock while talking to me”? Pinky smiled with a whisper “no your husband is getting his balls sucked on”. I quickly chuckled from Pinky's responds, and told my wife “Yes, I am thinking about you, and I wanted to stroke my cock so much right now, your yelling is. I then moved to her legs starting with her feet before moving to her calves and thighs. As I did so I parted her legs rubbing her inner thigh working my up to the edge of her bikini. "Will I take off your bikini?" I asked Anne. "Yes, please." She replied.I slowly removed her bikini, put more lotion on my hands and started to message her buttocks. I looked up to see that everyone was watching us. I continued rubbing her bum before slipping my hand between her legs. I ran my finger around her.