What should I do? Shellie was starting to take off her clothes and was looking at me. She sat on a foot stool. I knew that Roger wouldn't be able to g...t Sharon off and if I could I could have her ass. But I went to Shellie and got between her legs. As I started to work her clit she had her hands on my head and pulled me in. I heard her say “Michael, come over here and I’ll suck your cock.” It didn’t take him long to shed his clothes and present his cock to Shellie. I guess she was rewarding him. "Since we don't have a sponsor yet for maternity clothes, Kelly," Todd said, "I think we'll do the beginning stages of your adventure in the buff. Some nipples and some bum, and a whole selection of strategically placed arms and hands." Got ya, Babe," she said, and headed off to the makeup table where she started to apply the various layers of makeup that would ultimately look like she was wearing none at all.Ami was torn between wanting to watch Kelly apply her makeup and watching Todd set up. No matter that he could dance rings around them and singlike an angel - and that was another problem, his voice. No-one wanted atwenty-five year old singer who sounded like a member of the Vienna BoysChoir.Even so, he thought he'd stood a chance at a part as an orphan in therevival of 'Oliver!' until the casting director said he looked too old.And now it looked like he would grow old in his job as prop manager forthe State Theater.A chill set over him and he turned up the small space heater. My wife had already made a furrow through the kinky curls, so I delved right in. I pressed my tongue deep, and growled from the unique tang of Christine’s abundant juices coating my tongue. I could feel her pussy lips contracting from my touch. I let the tip of my tongue barely brush her clit before dipping back down.Christine moaned into my wife’s pussy when I pushed my tongue as deep into her canal as I could. I wiggled my tongue around, gathering up her pussy juice, and then started tongue.