“Try a Renaissance Festival.”At that precise moment, Glade and the owner, Jim, walked in. Glade was carrying a cardboard wine-box that was obvious...y full from the way his muscles bulged. Both of our heads turned in that direction.Glade and Jim were laughing nearly hysterically at something. I caught the tail-end of the conversation.“…and then she springs up, not at all embarrassed, and runs over to Krystal, topless, and quite perfectly endowed, to hug and kiss her! Krystal is all, ‘No, mom,. With Sue and another woman.”“Yeah, baby, threesome,” Mike called, raising his glass in salute.“I know the classic male fantasy is seeing two women, and that might be part of it, but for me it’s having the two women at once.” I checked Sue to see which negative reaction she experienced, but she seemed neither embarrassed nor annoyed. In fact she seemed interested. “Obviously,” I explained, “Sue can’t fulfill that fantasy, because she’s only one person.” I took her hand. “She’s the woman I love,. ” She was amazing, her mouth felt so soft. Yes it was hot, and her saliva dripped down my length, but never before had a mouth felt so soft. My turn. I pushed her onto the sofa and pulling of her panties I parted her legs. Her lips were swollen. Her juices dripping, I wanted it, no I needed to eat it I knelt on the floor, put her legs over my shoulders and buried my face in her fanny. She was wet. I felt as hard as steel, so forget too much foreplay. I licked, stroked up and down her lips,. I wanted to offer him a drink, or a seat, or something, anything at all at that moment, but couldn't bring myself to speak the words. Slowly, he began moving towards me, closing the gap between us, as if being pulled by some invisible force. He lowered his head, and his lips gently grazed mine. It sent shivers down my spine, and my whole body began tingling. He pulled back slightly, and then kissed me again, a little less gently. Our lips parted as I kissed him back, our tongues mingling as we.