I circled the tip of my tongue around her butthole then tickled the opening. She was oooooing and oohhhing as I spread herpussy lips and tickled her c...it over and over till she was pushing on my shoulderswith her feet in ecstasy.Sensing she was near orgasm again, I quickly pulled back and let her feet drop tothe bed and moved up so my big hard brown cock was aimed at her pussy.I slipped straight in and sunk it in all the way and she let out a loud "Ohh yes".She was very wet and I was able to. There is a ‘type’ who we tend to play around with. The template is, old enough to be our father, married or maybe divorced, sexually frustrated. We can smell male gullibility and desperation a mile off and those guys (if they are brave enough to hit on us and if we suss that they also have money) are who we agree to date. Why? Because they are natural victims for girls like me and Cindy. They look at us with a stupefied expression as if they cannot believe the planet could contain something so. " She said as we clinked and took tiny sips.Suddenly she seemed to get cold, like she had a chill. I asked her if she was cold."Just my feet, I have cold feet." She said with a nervous laugh. "I thought we could come back here and make love, but I'm realizing it may be too fast." I've tried to tell you that, before tonight, ... and tonight." I reminded her."Oh, I know and I guess I didn't understand until now that although I'm not a virgin, having a real man is ... I guess I don't have words.". Beth was there with a guy introduced as Steve, Cindy was with her boyfriend Frank, and little Jenny (even at fourteen Jenny was definitely a Porter sister, parts of her were most definitely not little) with her friend Peter as well as the parents."So," Mrs. Porter said once introductions were made, "Riley tells me you're a musician. What instrument do you play?"Tina hesitated not quite knowing how to explain. Riley laughed and answered for her. "Tina's trying to figure out how to answer.