Now i inserted my index finger of my right hand into the her vagina and started sucking her boobs.she started pleading me to release her and started c...ying.now i started playing with her vagina and it took a while to get a feel of her clit.the moment i touched her clit i could feel her nipple harden in my mouth. And she stopped crying and was only pleading me to not to go further. But now i put my other hand on her boob and pressed it and played while my mouth was busy playing with her rigt. I've not seen you with your shirt off. I've only seen your bottom." she says, as she takes off his shirt.She likes what she sees. Gary's chest is almost as muscular as Steve's. Jill's in heaven. She feels so feminine standing between these two specimens of masculinity far superior to anything she ever was when she was Jerry."Oh God, you guys... you're turning me on," she tells them.Putting an arm around each guy, she pulls them close and starts kissing. Moving her head from side to side, she. This was unusual. Rhonda had a great scoring system for kissers, and if she had upped him to a ten, then this guy would have been something exceptional. A twenty? Wow... just wow.I was immediately jealous of him. I knew that if Rhonda was having a great kissing time, she would kiss and kiss and kiss until either her lips were too sore to continue or things had escalated beyond the kisses. Usually, things escalated beyond the kisses at some point in there. This man had to have been a great. Looking at what I could see, I am on my sectional, not 10” next to me, now leaning on me, with her tanned cool legs literally touching mine, she had her head on my shoulder, wine in her cup holder, and she started elephant snoring in my ear. I shoved her over, what I thought was gently, and she fell over onto the next seat, while her legs still on my recliner. She was bent in a slouch, now with her skirt riding completely to her lower back, exposing a pink thong covering a fully tanned body. I.