As his hand worked its way slowly up between her thighs she realised what it was. The little egg vibrator was now snuggled against her pussy. "Low, me...ium or high?" he asked, but before she could answer she felt the gentle vibrations starting. She leaned down further over him, getting a close-up view of his cock, still holding his balls firmly so that he couldn't thrust up towards her. She reached out with her tongue and ran it slowly up from the middle of his shaft just above her hand, up to. She was only fifteen, but told Carol she was twenty-three. Carol was thirty-nine, thin and tall, with almost an athletic body. Her face still looked like she was thirty, her body twenty, her attitude forty.Carol held up her glass, "Toast," she waited until Christi held up hers, "to a wonderful friendship."Christi smiled sweetly. "And to a long night!" For a second, Carol froze, then she smiled extravagantly and took a long drink. Carol was the first to set down her drink, then leaned forward to. "Oh Mrs. Peterson, no one has ever done this to me before. Oh, Jesus, go on it feels sooo good," I said placing my hands behind her head and pressing it against my cunt."Oh Irma, your pussy tastes soooo good," Mrs. Peterson said smacking her lips."OH DON'T STOP," I screamed, "I'M LOVING IT." OH ANNA, GO ON. YOUR TONGUE FEELS HEAVENLY," I heard Karen scream as Anna plunged again and again between Karen's quivering thighs.Mrs. Peterson spread my pussy lips and began to lick up and down in between. But you know about the business about hitting my head. The heels brought door frames down to my eye level so I saw them in time. Well, usually, anyway. But every now and then, I used to get my jollies by showing off a little more than that." I don't quite follow you." Oh, hell, you're going to make me tell you, aren't you?" she sighed. "No further than us, all right? Eve doesn't know about some of it." I guess," he smiled. "You make this sound pretty wild." Well, yeah," she sighed. "I mean,.