I set down the drinks on the coffee table, handed Tina’s to her and took a good pull from my beer. I sat down on the love seat next to the pretty so...cer mom. It was weird sitting with her watching as her husband made out with my uncle and the sexy brunette on the other side of the small living room. As we watched I suddenly felt her small hand on my thigh, rubbing softly just below my semi-hard dick. I turned my head towards her and even with my limited experience I could see the desire in her. ’ ‘Fire away,’ Himeko said, taking a seat beside Elena on the sofa. I watched from an armchair and was amused how similar their posture was. Straight back, legs closed demurely, hands folded in lap…yes, the signs were all here. Elena would fit right in. ‘Why are you wearing a French maid’s outfit? It seems a little…cliché. Not to mention risqué.’ Even I took notice. Himeko’s normally boring skirt and blouse was replaced by a more…lacy affair. A black blouse and skirt were contained in a white. Our lips and mouths were making a lot of noise, which caused Carol to open her eyes and start watching us.Although I was kissing Sandy, I was glancing over to see if Carol was about to get mad at us for being so loud and sloppy with our kiss. She watched us for a moment and then got a smile on her face as she started to unbutton her blouse. She wasn’t mad at me, so my focus went back to Sandy, who had her right hand on the back of my neck holding our faces together. We separated our mouths to. My fingers simulating what my cock wants to do by sliding in and out – I feel your lips moving around my fingers a they are being stretched by the quickening circular motion of your fingers buzzing over your clit in that attempt to crest that wave that you are riding now. My hand inside you – filing you, your fingers on your clit and with my mouth firmly latched on and pulling your nipple deeply into my mouth your body is stimulated to the point that it all becomes a blur. I imagine that your.