His hand slides up all the way in and settles on my hairless triangle. He's teasing me and fuck, I'm loving it. I'm so wet that my thong is completely...soaked. He smiles when he touches the fabric and feels my wetness. His index finger dips inside my thong and he slides his finger up and down my sopping wet clit. He brings his index finger to his lips and I watch him, completely mesmerized. He slides his finger into his mouth and sucks on it. I suck in my breath. Oh fuck!I instinctively spread. I had to wait half an hour to get in, then had a man for a waiter, not at all what I was hoping. I saw Trisha several times, but I doubt she ever noticed I was there, as busy as she was. Just seeing her made me smile, remembering her flying kitty and that incredible night we'd spent together. I had a good dinner but didn't particularly enjoy it. I did enjoy imagining what Michelle might be doing, though, although I wanted to be there! I finally got a chance to talk to Trisha for just a moment. Leaning down he touches his tongue to her clit as he continues to impale her with the banana. Nancy’s hips arch and he bites down on her clit. She whimpers and he knows she is close. He continues the slow licks on her clit but speeds the thrusting of the banana. Nancy undulates matching the motions taking the fruit deeper in to her with every forceful stroke. Wildly, she grabs at his hair, his hands anything she can reach and urges him on with grunts and pleas for more. Finally she climaxes and. "So what was that all about, honey?" I asked.Missy smiled and said dismissively, "Oh, just girl talk, John. It's kinda fun every once in a while." I shrugged, and when I glanced to my right, I noticed Jackie was walking with us and realized that I owed her an apology.After kissing Missy and pushing her into her class, I reached out and grabbed Jackie's arm."John?" I owe you an apology, Jackie. I said some very unflattering things the other day. I was angry, and I really didn't mean them. I'm.