The air down there was already heavy with the dense musk of arousal and I breathed it in, savouring it like the fine delicacy that it truly was.I deli...ately kissed the small pink triangle of her thong. It tasted damp and had that familiar tang of savoury and sweet that I loved so much. I traced the outline of the vertical smile and she writhed under my touch and moaned again. Goaded on by her response I pulled the scrap of material to one side to reveal the real thing at long last. Pussies come. I then began to push it in and out of my body slowly, but it wasn’t enough. I moved to where I was laying more on the couch and then worked to slide a second finger into my pussy. It felt so warm, I wished that I could be eating it all up. I begin to slide them more and more into my pussy until you could no longer see my index finger and my middle finger, but it was still sadly not enough to get my satisfied. I thought about running upstairs and getting my dildo, but I did not want to take a. ?’The door to the bedroom opening at that moment interrupted her ruminating. The dark hair that preceded the naked female who entered the room signaled the arrival of Heather, her friend and the wife of the man whom Jennifer had fucked last night at least twice; maybe three times!Heather saw Jennifer standing there and smiled, disarming the feelings of dread that Jennifer had been having.“Is my sleepy-headed hubby in there?” asked Heather softly, nodding her head toward the bathroom door. When. "My God!" It was Wendy, sleeping soundly on the far side of the bed. This couldn't be, we had gone to bed with her in the middle, and I must have had sex with Lana, incredible sex.Or had I, was this just a dream? I moved a hand down to my cock, sure enough it was exposed and the left over dried cum was stuck all over it. I pulled my briefs back up and moved closer to Wendy. I extended my hand and touched her leg. I moved up slowly until I touched a cotton panty. It had been a dream,.