Inside the lobby, above a counter they saw a sign, "The Wine Shoppe". It was the same one from the street fair."Hey, look" he laughed, "it's our place..." It's nice of them to follow us." Yeah, a regular movable feast. So let me buy you a mulled wine, for old time's sake."Sipping the warm, sweet wine out of a paper coffee cup, Gail thought she'd really rather the Chianti they had with dinner. But on the other hand, mulled wine was traditional to the season and it added to the holiday atmosphere.. His cock was now pointing straight up. He looked up with pleading eyes as she removed her clothes and then straddled his face. Her sloppy wet pussy was now inches from his willing tongue. Just then, he felt a drop of Brad’s cum fall on his face as she completely covered his face with her pussy. “Lick my pussy clean of his cream pie my pet,” as she wiggled her cunt lips over his mouth and face. She reached for his cock and began stroking it. “If you are good, I might even let you cum,” she. "I need you inside me so much brother" she whispered and smiled. Katie knew she was a slave. Sis was wet between her legs and the smell was just wonderful, tracing her crack with one finger and as she pressed her belly up into my hand and whimpered. "want and need you inside my body".Katie whispered "strip me Master for your pleasure" lifted her hips and pulled her sleep shirt up and she lifted her butt and it slide up and away as Katie lifted her upper torso and then slide her sleep shirt up. The beauty of a bestie is they can share anything under the sky. It’s a beautiful friendship and a great feeling to be the bestie of someone whom you really adore.So, she used to invite me to the city where she was living and unluckily I could never go there. But God has different plans than us and one day it would come in front of us without our knowing. So it happened last week.One month ago, Swati called me up and said she has joined a new company and she would be visiting Chennai where I am.