It was a good fuck. As I relived Jim’s cock fucking my pussy, my fingers found their way to my cum-soaked pussy. It wasn’t long before I had three...fingers in, working my pussy to another orgasm.I calmed down and took a shower. Sitting on the bed naked, I made a decision. Once dressed I called Steve at work, “Hi, honey, I was thinking that after Natalie and Jim invited us over last weekend we should return the favor this weekend. Can you want to call Jim and invite them over? I’m sure Angel. " It was Camaire's turn to look amused. "Me neither...we really are slutty tonight!" They both started giggling as Camaire reached under Celia's dress and dabbed her perfumed finger around her crotch area. "I can't see so I'm going to put my head under. Spread wider." With her finger, Camaire traced the outline of Celia's tiny pussy lips and fingered over her large clit. "Wow you have a hot pussy. I feel my own tingling now." This caused Celia to giggle even more. As Camaire traced Celia's. She was slowly mouthing the romantic words of some stage performance from long ago. I could feel my juices explode inside her at the same time she opened her plump lips wide to hit a high note at the end of her piece. I felt her shudder and hold onto the mirror for support with me still buried up to the hilt in her feminine folds. Our passionate juices back-flowed out her defensively clenched tight twat and ran down the inside of her bare legs. It was a trap of human love-making honey tempting. . shit ... anyway,”. I was frustrated and couldn’t think of the words I wanted. “I get why you might not want to continue things, and I don’t want to sound clingy, but, goddamn it, I feel like shit.” There I said it.She stood up, now with tears in her eyes. “Stand up, we need to go inside where people don’t see us.” She matched action to the word and I followed. Standing in my living room, the door not even quite shut, she took a deep breath and said, “You’re the one that said you didn’t do.