Sticking my tongue out, I touch the thin skin between your balls and your rosebud. Working my way up, I run my tongue over your hole, feeling it pucke.... Feeling you pull your legs from under me, you tuck your knees to each side of your body, displaying your beautiful rosebud for me. “Lick it,” you say. “Show me how you can worship my ass.” With that, I kneel behind you again, placing my face inches from your hole. I begin by licking the sides of each cheek. Using a circling motion, I move in. "That leaves me as 1." Then Trish asked "top or bottom?" As Heather asked Steve "Giver or receiver?" Steve and I looked at each other some a quizzical look but same time fun grin. I spoke up. "Top." As Steve then said "reciever " Once we had given our answers Trish had stood up and pushed down her button half and then came over to me and then sat in front of me on the table. She scooted back some and the started to lay back on the table. Mickie had moved the food off the table. As they was. “I know dear, he’s a little beast sometimes. I’m afraid that he takes after his father, always thinking about filling his stomach, no thought for others!”The sideways grin she gave Dad showed that she was joking, and he chuckled at her gentle dig. He did like his food, almost as much as she liked to see him enjoying it.They were both chuffed with their tea-towels – Mum did wonder out loud if she could over-embroider it so that it said “I wish Jen and Jon were like that bird”, but laughingly. "It really is!" He heard Tomas saying as he came around to get a look at the scene. "Wow...fantastic!" Then Tomas raised his camera and took several quick pictures of Mara holding Omar's black cock, and then stepped back, in a gesture of not wishing to intrude too much into what was transpiring between Mara and Omar. Omar found Tomas' deference towards him flattering, to say the least. They made eye contact several times, and each time they did, Omar felt more emboldened than before. He liked.