Mary was flicking through the channels trying to find something interesting to watch, she found a drama about a girl who had turned to prostitution, i... had some very graphic sex scenes. I was sitting on the sofa, she was on an armchair opposite me. I was getting very aroused by the programme and was beginning to get hard. It was very obvious as I was wearing jogging bottoms. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Mary was glancing at the growing bulge in my pants. I glanced over at her. Each time he massages my back and neck while standing directly in front of my head, I want so much to unzip his trousers and sliphim into my mouth while he continues to massage. Forweeks I’ve been thinking about this and strokingmyself. Jeff’s touch is dismally so far and fewbetween. My hand moves across the front of his pants as hetries to breathe evenly and pay equal attention toboth of my breasts. He’s rock hard and straining. I squeeze gently, but firmly. His hand moves to mypubic hair. I. I place my glass on the table beside me and eyed her a bit. It was no lie, she looked good. But then, she always was too damn pretty. ‘Thank you Cedric, I appreciate that.’ She always was better at taking a compliment than me too. I guess she had more practice at it. ‘So…’ I started. I wasn’t sure what he hell was going on, so I was hesitant to get things started. ‘So…’ she replied. Now we were both shifting in our seats and looking for something to distract each other with. ‘What, ah…?’ I. And how great it can be to take some pussy juice on a finger and play around with the other girl’s clit, trace round and round it, stroke and squish it, and then slip a finger in and finger-fuck her pussy, play with her clit a bit more and stroke and squeeze her labia and kiss them.And all the time she was so SWEET, so beautiful and fresh and willing, and she loved it. The sensuality just came naturally to her ... and so did her cum.I’d been working away on her clit and pussy, and gradually she.