I suck and lick hard and rub her nipple. She moans louder.My hand slides down and rubs between her legs, through her jeans. She keeps moaning as I rub...up and down, pressing hard to feel her clit through the thick fabric. Then I press and rub side to side, just feeling her hard clit as I rock back and forth.My passion for her makes me pull up, get between her legs, undo her jeans, then almost rip them off, along with her panties. I had been trying to start gently with her, but I can no longer. It would be wrong you know.”“But she is ok with this, she say so”, protested the flatmate.“Maybe so, but I prefer to wait for her to recover.”The flatmate giggled.“Oh, that might be some more time after what you did with her!”The giggles were infectious. I began to chuckle myself and in a few seconds we were both laughing quite heartily. The flatmate stepped closer to me as we laughed and I gently put my arm around her. She sighed and leaned into me, her breasts pressing into my side through. Judie was a doll.Her dad brought her over to the house and I was so impressed with his 1959 Thunderbird. It seems every red-blooded boy in the late 50's and early 60's loved cars and I was no different. Pick up times were arranged between Judie and her father and the four of us were now left alone.Judie was stunning in her blue swimming suit. For a while the 4 of us played together in the pool until finally we pared off and settled down at opposite ends of the swimming pool. Judie and I started. Gloria slid to her knees licking down across Gaye’sneck, breasts and stomach before she began to gentlypull the labia wide apart and lick the flesh betweenwhich was clean, soft, red and randy. Gaye gasped andtried to close her legs but Gloria firmly pushed herthighs apart and forced her face deeply into the fastopening hole before her. The scent, heat and memory ofwhat she thought she’d seen in the shower pushed herover the edge and Gloria began to devour her victim. Gaye screamed.