"Doesn't seem fair."Giggle. "What's that saying go? 'All's fair in love and war'?" She smiled at me. "So what is it? Love? Or war?" Her lips met mine,...our tongues mixing. She pulled back."Sure doesn't feel like any war that I'm aware of." It's not like we're keeping score or somethin'. I LIKE doing this. With my hand. Or with my mouth. You wanna stop me from doing something that I like?"I stroked that shiny brown hair, brushing the strand away from her face. "I don't wanna stop you from doing. After about an hour of drinking vodka and coke and chatting with them, Geoff asked me if I'd like to try to do what I said I wanted to do and went downstairs while Les stayed there watching TV.I followed him after about a minute with my heart pumping and found him lying on his bed with his trousers down and a thick medium-sized cock out of his boxers, still soft. He told me to taste it. I ran my tongue on it and to be honest, at first I didn't like the taste but he just grabbed the back of my. .. similar attitudes about life. Both ladies definitely followed their emotions more than anything else, even if they tried to stay somewhat grounded when possible.“Your ass really is a treat, you know!” Marilyn told Claudia as she tongued that booty once more, making her husband’s mistress cream herself again.“So is yours ... amazing, yours is such fair skin, mine an amber complexion ... but ... oh, God, we both enjoy each other’s bottoms, don’t we?” Claudia moaned yet again as she felt that. She stirred at the movement, then looked sleepily up at me. Her smile only lasted a second, though, as she suddenly sat bolt upright. ‘Shit! I gotta get home!’ ‘What?’ I asked, sitting up. ‘Already?’ There are some looks you never want to see on another human face. The derision written plainly on hers qualified. ‘I’ve been here for almost thirteen hours, Monk. I have to go. My parents….well, they wouldn’t understand.’ I watched her gather her clothes. ‘What the hell does that mean, Natalie?.