Can't say I have." Or - the best description of all - 'kissing rosebuds'?"Doreen pauses, looking down thoughtfully, trying to unravel the rosebud refe...ence."I kiss your rosebud? But I've done that loads of times. And you've kissed mine." So how d'you suppose we could 'kiss' each other's clitties simultaneously? Without using our lips?" Search me." That's scissoring, babe."Their conversation is interrupted by the arrival of the taxi. After packing the cold box and beach bag into the boot, they. They changed with the seasons and were always beautiful. I provided a few benches here and there for people to rest their legs.The clover field behind us thrived into a dark-green mat of foliage. We began cutting slices of it for other clover fields. They all seemed washed-out in comparison to our seeded field.I remembered to check on my experiment. I got a lesson in the will and way of the forest. I found a wide, dark green glade surrounded by enormous trees that hadn't been there when I. When we pulled away, her eyes was full of sexual desire.She jumped off the stool and grabbed my hand. We rushed to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. We once again started tongue wrestling and before I knew it my top was off. She started working on my breasts. I started to fidget, ''Just relax.''''Don't they put you off?''She giggled and said, ''No, they fit right into my hands.'' With those words, she began to suck my nipples. Soon gasps and moans of pleasure filled the bathrooms. I slid. It suddenly dawned on me, who's hand was on my breast, so, nervously opened my eyes. Looking right, towards the couple, thinking it may have been one of them, it was obvious that they too, only had eyes for what they were doing, the girl now straddling his body, moving on and off his cock. Turning my head left, Melissa smiled lovingly at me as her fingers worked harder on my nipple. I beamed a return smile but the knowledge that it was her caressing me sent me over the edge, as my pussy.