She knew she should have stopped him, but when fingers slipped between her thighs to play a syncopated melody on her clit, thinking became impossible....His mouth was everywhere. He must have a dozen of them! Every time she moaned or cried out, he kissed her, swallowing the sound like wine. His face pressed into her hair; his breath light and quick in her ear. She reached up to embrace him but his fingers did something new and instead she was screaming, screaming at the top of her lungs, except. We’d planned another date later that week and that fell through. I was getting very antsy and it was hard not to masturbate with the images of her danced in my head. My cock would harden while thinking of her and more than once I’d sneak away at work, stroke it and be satisfied.Not to appear too desperate, I played it cool and didn’t pester Beth with texts much, just little things, waiting for her to initiate the next move with happened fairly soon. Beth was getting increasingly friendly with. " She said.Joan was almost disappointed. She had hoped to conquer but instead there was quiet acquiescence. Brusquely she entered the living room and sat down. "Get me a drink." She said. "And you can take off that dress. From now on you will dress as I dictate."Gail slipped off her dress and went to make a cocktail for Joan. "May I ask how the visit to Miss Clearmont went?" She asked as she passed the Bloody Mary to Joan."Miss Clearmont suggested a solution to my problem that I am thinking of. "wow" she said. "you really must have liked it". Giggling, she started rubbing the growing bulge in my shorts . "Did you like seeing my hands on Amanda and Chase while you were behind me?" she asked.I just moand as a response. "Did you like seeing their hands on me?"Again I let out a moan, as hearing her recount our romp and the feel of her hand on my cock was all I could muster. "Did you like seeing me kiss them while you were fucking me?"her hand was pressing harder against me and she was.