“Mmmm! I taste pretty good, don’t I Grey?” she said. “Yes Karen. You are delicious!” I replied as I thrust deep inside, feeling her cunt cl...sping my invading member. “And didn’t your mother teach you to share?” she said, a devilish grin crossing her face. “Well, of course she did.” She leaned over, our lips meeting, her tongue snaking into my mouth in search of leftover cream from her last orgasm. My hands slid around her and grabbed the cheeks of her ass, kneading the fleshy orbs as she. Her anticipation grew as she felt Chrissy moving slowly lower and lower. Chrissy could smell Jules' aroma as her head moved lower, she loved the heady scent of her pussy mingled with sweat. Finally she could see the tip of her slit, shining with juice, her lips puffed and pink. Her tongue shot out and she had her first taste of Jules, enjoying its bitter sweet taste. She ran her tongue along the opening, lapping up all the juice she could greedily. She felt Jules' body react to the touch of her. You will never be in the audience to hear my first concert of the season. You cannot be here to stroke my hair and murmur comfort to me when my oldest and dearest pet dies. I can never whisk you away to a surprise picnic on your lunch break, or make you chicken soup and read you stories when you are sick. Never can I give you a narrated tour of my zoo, or spend an entire, lazy weekend with you in bed, fighting over the comics and bashing one another with pillows. You won’t be the first to kiss. “You were wonderful,” she said. “Perhaps we can do this again sometime?”I smiled, “Yes, perhaps!”I took the sheets to the laundry room and put them in the washer, passing by Elyse and Kara who gave me a knowing smirk. I said hello to Bethany who’d arrived while I’d been upstairs and then got a Coke from the fridge for me, and a 7-Up for Wen, and took it to her in the great room. We sat together for about ten minutes, chatting with Jamie and Jackie, and then I got up to see who else had arrived..