Tom closed his eyes and parted his lips to allow my hungry tongue entry into his begging mouth. His moist, pink tongue was like velvet as it carressed...my tongue and explored the many areas of my mouth.I ran my hands up his stomach and up to his chest, his shirt lifting up as I did so. His hands wrapped around me and squeezed me tightly, his throbbing cock pressing against mine through our jeans. Our lips parted as we pulled off eachother's shirts and we re-embraced, our tongue's continuing to. We like to play games. One of our favorites is two whores on a john. I mean, I'm not putting you down or anything, don't get me wrong! I like you. I like you very much. And I would come up with another hundred if you'd let me show you how much..."Nicole Patterson was truly shocked now. Marita was rolling her all over the bed, sliding her mouth up and down Nicole's body. She covered Nicole's mouth in a tongue-scorching kiss, while her body insinuated itself between Nicole's thighs, and she. "The youngster shook herself back into the real world. I went into the grounds with my load of beef and Brussels sprouts to assuage the hunger pangs of my guests, and soothe the terror my chef had of running out of stock.The open house turned out to be an inspired idea. The restaurant staff set up a mixed hot and cold buffet that included Swedish meatballs on noodles, chicken breast in a cream sauce and for the vegans a vegetarian lasagna. (Actually, despite being quite carnivorous, I do enjoy. Your hands slide under my shirt, lightly caressing my back. Our lips meet again, this time with more urgency and passion. I nibble on your lower lip, a sigh escapes you as I taste your lips, your breath, your arousal. ‘I want you,’ I whispered softly. A moan escapes your lips as we continue our fiery embrace, our passionate kiss. My hands caress your face, your neck, your hair. Our lips moistened and slick from our frantic tongues. Your finger nails lightly scratch my back, feeling my muscles.