Sally smiled at seeing the two of us rampant, up and ready for action. ‘You on your back Bob, upside down on the bed,’ she said, which I duly got...into that position as she climbed onto the bed and had her body the opposite way to me. ‘It’s obvious what you have to do John,’ she said as she got astride my body and leaned forward onto her elbows and lifted my prick up and took the head into her mouth. Now I knew what I was going to see. The cock that I loved as much as the fanny that was just. “Oh, ages ago. I’m pretty rusty”, I replied.“Oh, it will come back”, she said, “and, you know Timmy he really just needs some encouragement and he will seize the opportunity”. I thought: “You’re right on that!”“Why, Spanish?” I asked“Not sure”, replied Heather. “Timmy said he’d always liked Don Quixote and Dream an Impossible Dream.”I gulped! God, was that a blatant signal!“I guess I can help him learn some words and phrases”, I said, thinking, “what’s Spanish for ‘let’s fuck’?”“Great”, Heather. When he finally lifted his head from my left breast I sighed in relief thinking he was done only to have him put his mouth on my right nipple to continue the torment. By now I knew my juices were freely flowing because I could flee the slickness of my pussy lips as I rubbed my thighs together. He looked like he had had his fill of devouring my tit he left it go, the cold air on the raw sensitive nub making me shiver. He stopped kneading my other tit and dropped his hands to the front of my. My cock was so hard and lonely I opened my pants and began stroking my own meat.It was amazing sitting there watching my girlfriend give this guy head. I could almost feel the way she was stroking him with one hand, while her mouth kept him more than lubricated. He was moaning and groaning, thrusting himself deeper into her mouth. John wrapped his fingers into her hair as I glanced at that dripping pussy of hers. My hand was stroking so fast I imagined what it would be like to be inside of her..