..oh Jesus... so beautiful... I want... faster... yes, right there... don't stop... don't stop..." As my poor fingers got tired, the rich and lovely ...roma of her pussy wafted to my nostrils. I had never eaten pussy before, but that wasn't going to stop me. I blindly scrambled between her thighs (gracefully, I hope), raised her knees and eased forward in the utter pitch blackness until my nose encounter a damp and aromatic patch of wet silk. I licked experimentally, feeling my tongue part her. ” “What?” She looked at him with a serious gaze, and her hand began to graze the surface of her vulva. “Are you serious right now?” “Get those shorts off. I’ll show you how serious I am.” He looked at me, like he was wondering about my approval. “Don’t worry about him,” she said. “This is between you and me, babe.” I could see his mood starting to change. He started to rub on his cock through his shorts and approached the bed. “He doesn’t join in, right?” he asked her, pointing at me. “Of. The game was better than the purely instructional league he’d been in the previous year. Jesse did well, and his team won 8-5. I’d gotten used to the crazy number of goals that could be scored, a far cry from the usual four or five total goals scored in a typical NHL game.One thing was certain, Birgit’s comment about ‘stinky boys’ was absolutely spot on when it came to hockey players. Jesse positively reeked when he got into Josie’s car. His gear, equally smelly, was in the trunk. Even airing. Ana kissed her inner thigh working her way up, making Helena's body shiver as she moaned. My wife spread Helena's pussy with two of her fingers and licked up and down on it slowly. Helena moaned grabbing her tits as Anita started to eat her pussy. Ana sucked on one of her own fingers with a grin before sliding it into her friend’s pussy where she slowly fingered her clit making Helena moan loudly. Suddenly Anita stopped and climbed back onto Helena where they kissed some more until my sweet.