I slid my hand back and forth inside of her making her moan and spasm. I pushed against her G-spot, her unleashing a loud growl, sliding my hand deepe... inside her until I could feel her cervix. Natalie was enjoying every second of my hand being wrapped tightly in her soping pussy. The thick brown hair around her cunt and on her butt was now soaked with her honey. I gently pulled my hand out of her pussy with a light suction sound and rapidly buried my face in between her legs. I attempted to. Satisfied he has me still he pulls out slowly but firmly and then pushing it in fast again he repeats this process over and over .I try to focus my breath this feels too good.I hear him chuckle at my moans not taking his hands from my arms that are still pressed against the counter top. My breasts feel crushed as he takes one hand and presses it into my back and starts to slam hard into me again this time covering my body with his own I feel his breath in my ear and hear his moans as my moans. We kissed for a bit, then I moved my hands to her shoulders and slowly pushed the peignoir from them. Nancy dropped her arms, allowing it to fall to the floor, then grasped the hem of my rugby shirt and pulled it upwards. I moved my arms so she could pull the shirt over my head and off my arms, then drop it on the floor.My hands went to the clasp of Nancy’s lace bra and I unhooked it, and then slipped the straps from her shoulders. She allowed the bra to fall away, exposing her firm, round. We smiled at each other and began laying out the outfits each of us was going to wear. I was going as a Pirate Wench and Ashley was going as a Gypsy. The costumes were almost identical: Long skirts, hers would be longer and brighter colors than mine. Boots, mine longer than hers because more leg would show. Fluffy, loose, low cut blouses that, since we wouldn't be wearing bras, we would have to be careful when we bent over because we would be showing everything, not that we would mind, but we.