She pulled her blouse up and exposed Marcie's large breasts, and began to lick her large brown aureoles. Marcie's nipples began to harden and her pant...es were getting wet."Oh, God!! That feels so good. Don't stop. Oh, God. Come here, let me kiss you."Melanie locked her lips onto Marcie's sweet mouth as she moaned in response. Marcie clutched her hair and pulled her tight into her face as Melanie worked on opening her skirt, letting it fall to the floor."Let's move to the couch," Melanie said.. " She leaned back against the cushions, her head back, her eyes partly closed. Her fingers danced across her pussy lips, occasionally brushing against mine.With my free hand, I held her feet together around my cock and began to move them up and down the shaft. She quickly got into the rhythm and I kept finger fucking her, still playing with her clit. She moved her head, looked at me, her eyelids heavy. She bit her lip, which I've always thought looked really sexy and so I speeded up my pace.. Whilst he slowly circled my clit and held my pussy lips wide apart so they too burned slightly with the friction of his rough combats grazing them as I rocked.As I started to move I was aware of a finger being slipped in and out of my ass, slowly and deliberately keeping the rhythm I had set. Reaching deep inside me as I drew the cock deeper and deeper into my soaking pussy. In my dream I could see my juices run out, the glorious sight of a cream covered cock stretching me wide and the tell. The kiss wasn’t as soft as she’d fantasized… but it was better. Because it was real, it was Brian she was kissing, his hands that were drawing up to tightly grip her shoulders—To shove her back away from him.Her clouded eyes blinked at him in surprise and confusion, making her look in that moment every bit as drunk as she was. Emily had almost tasted her dreams in that kiss. Brian, while obviously surprised, was only able to notice the overwhelming taste of tequila from her.“The fuck was that,.