" (I saw Gareth give us both a quizzical look but he didn't make any comment.) "I suggested that she take a break for the day, do some thinking and th...t sort of thing. In return for which, I said I'd come in and help out in her place, if that's OK?"We both agreed that it was, though I could tell that Gareth was now retrospectively curious about where Debbie had been – this morning and, I guessed, last night, too. Well, he'd find out – or not – soon enough. I didn't really feel like talking. After a few minutes of mauling her tits, I kissed my way back down to her downy cleft and resumed my gentle ministrations. Her sweet-tangy juices flooded my mouth and flowed over my chin at least twice more, as I sucked on her clit, nibbled on the rosy petals of her precious flower and rubbed the inside of the front of her clutching, milking, cunt. Some time during this process, she began to cry, and I knew I had her in that sweetly terrifying place only women can go. That place within. When she silently lifted her buttocks, and slipped a lone finger into her vagina, I knew I was good to go.I repositioned myself by spreading Tammy’s legs open, fully exposing her shaved vagina as I settled back on to the bed, between Tammy’s widespread legs. I slipped a lone finger into her moist pussy. She let out a soft purring sound, almost like a cat.I was hard as a rock. “Hang on,” I said, slipping off the bed for a moment to disrobe. As I disrobed, Tammy flipped on to her back and smiled.. He moved up to her shirt, lifting it up to reveal his favorite lacy red bra, and a surprise, her nipple clamps were clamped on the side of her bra, like she just clipped them there for later. She smiled at him, laughing a little at his stunned expression. He reached behind her and unclasped the bra before taking the nipple clamps off and laying them between her boobs, watching her chest rise and fall in anticipation, he reached down and gave each nipple a little suck and nibble, feeling her.