She needed that release. He began to lick her now, his tongue running up and down her tiny little pussy. Swirling around her clit, tasting her sweet j...ices. The warmth from his mouth felt amazing after the cold of the ice. He slowly inserted two fingers into her tight little hole, curling upwards inside her. He began fingering her faster as he kept his lips and tongue on her nub. She could feel his soft beard tickling her inner thigh, a feeling he knew she loved. He reached up with his free. I got downstairs and saw Linda sitting on the couch, a knee-length shirt with Culture Club on it with a robe half-open over it. Soon she was in my arms and we were kissing. I knew girls generally did not wear their bra to bed, so I was slightly amused when I slid my hand down her back to her bottom to realize at least this time some did not wear panties to bed either. Or maybe she wore them to bed, and took them off when she came downstairs.After a while we felt like we needed a bit more. As his mouth sent shockwaves of pleasure though my body it suddenly occurred to me that my husband had not touched my breasts with his lips, not one time in nearly two years of marriage!Nathan's mouth moved back and forth between my breasts and when a moment later I felt his hand come to rest on my knee and slide slowly up my thigh under my skirt I eagerly spread my legs to give him complete access to my body.I felt the heat of his palm on my thigh and it was incredible. I came for the second. Both my new friend and I let out a low whistle of appreciation at the same time. She was wearing a pair of knee-high black leather boots with thin 3" stiletto heels. Running up the outside from the ankle to the top were black straps with silver buckles holding them in place. Coming up out of the boots were black latex thigh high stockings that had built in garter straps that run up into low-waisted, black crotchless boy shorts. The stockings and shorts were all one piece of lingerie that.