."I want you..I want to tasteyou on my lips,(kissing your way over my chest) I want to taste your juices..I want to hear you call my name as Ilick you... pussy", you said as you slide further down my body."mmm yes baby...taste me.."I moan.You reach my pussy...start to lick as I raise my leg, placing my foot on your shoulder..faster..harder..you lick from myclit down..inside me with your tongue.. I can barely stand it..arching ....my pussy is sooo wet..the feel of your breath on. They wrestled her around and as she was passed from one person to another she got several playful swats on her ample round bum.A couple hours after that the party died down and those that hadn't already left had finally gone home. It was very late and had been dark for several hours. I was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher when Melissa came in, obviously a little tipsy and high. "I'll help you clean up in the morning. Lets sit down and relax for a bit" she said leaning in the doorway. I. "So… how did everyone sleep? Nice and restful I hope." There was a bit of nervous laughing but all in all the mood was beginning to thaw a little. There was some talk of another barbecue that evening but that idea was pretty quickly crushed. Eventually Sarah put an end to it all. "Look, I really appreciate the way you are all being very supportive of Neil and I but there are some realities that we both need to face and deal with. The longer we drag it out the harder it's going to be for both of. “John, have you had your hand in that girl’s panties?” Beth warily asked.I was taken aback by the question, yet I answered truthfully, “Yes I have, but only a couple of times.”Softly, I heard, “Was ‘it’ nice? Was her vagina nicer than mine?”I knew my sis expected a candid response, so I gave it, “Yes, it was nice. It was nicer only because…well, because it was shaven smooth. I really like the feel of a smooth pussy!”Beth took this in, deliberated about it, and then made a brazen.