She turned her head, smiled and pulled her bikini bottom down exposing half of her fine ass to the camera. I commented to her “man would I like to h...ve that ass someday” Debbie said, “maybe if you’re lucky, you will”. We got home and as usual Debbie crudely said “let’s shower so I can get the sand out of my pussy”. Debbie showered, and then came to our new BDSM playroom dressed in a pair of knee high leather boots, a black leather thong and her favorite black leather bra. I was sitting naked on. “Coming,” She shouts back. His jaw hits the ground as she comes bounding down the stairs in a pair of yoga and short top that exposed her midriff. She gives him a devious smile as she passes him. Her ass bounced ever so slightly as she runs to the car. He shuts and locks their front door, then walks to driver side. Entering, he starts the car, then shuts his door. The throaty growl of the engine is welcome distraction. They spend the 15-minute ride in relative silence as he focuses. Then a third time he licked and finger me. This was very intense as he said it would be. The feeling welled up again even more than the previous times and I demanded, “don’t stop”. He didn’t and I began a fantastic orgasm.But just then in the middle of my orgasm the door to the room opened. I could not stop my moaning and didn’t want to stop my orgasm but Bob jumped up from his position. There I laid, totally naked and spread on the bed with a throbbing pussy and making strange sound of. Becky had always had the measure of things; school, boys, life in general. She wasn't a nasty person but neither was she genuinely nice. She just breezed through the days with no real worries. Even this evening, her only problem had been keeping the high school dreamboat off her. Most girls in her year wouldn't have been so unappreciative. But like I said she had few problems and if she did have any they definitely weren't lack of young male admirers.She tried to push herself backwards along.