After the first few grunts, I glanced at Mr. Smith and noticed a massive bulge in his pants. I was not sure if it was Mr. Smith’s bulge or Mrs. Smit...'s ass bouncing as she hopped from foot to foot, but my thong was now positively drenched and I was starting to worry it might start to show through my leggings.Another ten minutes passed and Mrs. Smith finally broke the silence in a pained voice. "Honey, why aren't you pleasuring yourself like you normally would?" I don't want to make our maid. Again, i was enjoying the sweet taste, i was running my tongue all along her vagina and i could feel her getting excited. Her legs parted more giving me a better access to her vagina with my tongue. I was virtually nibbling the folds of her vagina i heard her moan in pleasure when my tongue touched her clitoris. She grabbed my head pressing and rubbing it strong against her vagina. I was glad that she too was enjoying this. She was now begging me not to stop and i felt her come and her juices. Wouldn’t it be fun if we shaved each other, I thought. Mmmmm I don’t know how much of that I would get done having her laying in front of me legs partly spread, her pussy calling for my attention. Wow. I just couldn’t get her of my mind. I wanted her soooo fucking bad. Lisa and I have been friends for about a yr, we met on a bicurious , chat line and started sharing dirty stories and fantasies together.It started with leaving each other wet horny messages, then one day I left her my number and. .. I trust my fingers and tongue into her... I used my whole mouth to suck and grind on her clit... it had the desired effect and she cum as she straddled me... her juices were all over my face now.... so yummy, I kept licking her cunt opening until she climbed off and lay next to me... I rolled ontop of her and she willingly parted her legs... I opened them further and lay on top of her... my cock founds its way into her wetness with a little help from her hand... missionary style! I moved.