I was certain I was and thought it would be nice if he could have a longer one. “You can come back for another one later if you like.” I ...aid. He answered with an enthusiastic “Ooh yeah.” As he got up, my eyes took in the scenery behind him. I had done three of the five guys, yet there were four standing in a huddle. I knew my guy had gone out to the back. Were the others staying after their turn or had more joined the group? I couldn’t see. I repeat the swipe of my tongue, pressing more firmly and moving more swiftly each time, until my tongue slips between her lips, tickling inner lips and perhaps the edges of her little openings on the way up. All I get for this is a slight tensing in the legs and pelvis accompanied by the slightest gasp. I draw back then, reaching down with my thumbs to gently pull back on those perfect, taut inner lips and get a good look at what lies within. As I do so I exhale gently, sending a breeze across. I feel a hand on my breasts, which feels very soft and smaller than his, touching and playing with my nipples, rolling them between their fingers, then pulling on them and pinching lightly. Then I feel the hand moving lower; it slips between my legs and into my slit as I moan and stir restlessly. And then I feel fingers circling and gently rubbing on my clit. The hands move away, then I feel the bed shift again as someone moves closer until I can feel something … maybe a leg, up against side of. Elizabeth had not yet even come down fully from her cloud before she grasped his hard cock in both her hands and guided him inside. At this, they both let out sighs of contentment in unison, and Elizabeth began rocking back and forth on him. Her lusty vocalizations were as fresh and energetic as the morning just beyond the curtains, and Jonathan was delighted with the view of her body, so taut with arousal, hovering over him in the spare but clear light of her huge bedroom. Jonathan was still.