“Oh, shit you slut! Cum with me! Cum with me now! Now! NOW!” Emma screamed.“Oh, shit! Shit yes! Eat her out just like that. Eat me out! That’s...the waaaaayyyyy!” Emma screamed at the ceiling.“Wow! That was fantastic! I wonder if any man will ever tie me up and eat me out like that?” she thought to herself.Emma turned off the tellie and lay back on the bed and was soon asleep.She awoke the next morning refreshed. During her bath, she began to plan her evening at the party. Her clothes were very. Secretly, I had hoped for more. It seemed like we were old friends already. All of our online chats, I felt, had firmly cemented our friendship. Even though it was getting late, I was quick to speak up, telling Paula and John that I was comfortable and had hoped for things to progress a little further. When John asked what I was hoping for, I cast my eyes in Paula's direction and she gave a little nod. I turned again to John and told him that I wanted to see him fuck my wife, and then play it. "Take those pretty fingers of yours and run one around my ass," Steve said. "Dip it lightly, that's right. Get it nice and juicy so it will slide in nicely, yeah baby, that's right." Steve spread his legs further apart to allow Jessie to explore his rear end with her free hand. He moaned deliciously as she tonsiled his big black dick and squeezed his firm muscular buns. Then he gasped as she teasingly dipped a shiny pink fingertip into his asshole. Steve abruptly turned and shoved his backside. When "I'm Crazy" began playing, she pulled herself into his arms to dance again. She pressed a bit closer, holding him tighter, rubbing against him to the country rhythm of Patsy Cline.He began to nuzzle her neck, not really kissing her yet, just pressing his face close to take in the smell of her perfume and to just feel close to her. Pam's breasts snuggled against his chest, the twin tanned globes making the blood boil in his veins and the crotch of his black dress slacks tighten.Finally.