Her eyes followed him. He stared at her asshole and cunt. One hand pushing fingers up her butt, the other hand had a speedy finger on her surprising l...rge clit, unless he really wasn't seeing it right. Her fast finger might be causing some sort of illusion. He looked a little higher. Her tits weren't bad, nothing to write home about, but her nipples were fantastic, big, pink raspberries, or like those movie theater gumdrops. He thought about sucking them as hard as he could then giving each a. I askedChris how he felt and he replied that he felt great, a bit "sore in thebehind" but great otherwise. He told me he loved our new lovemaking andwas curious to find out what I thought.I was overwhelmed. I told him I could not shake off the picture in frontof me of him on his back, legs up in the air and my dick going in and outof his pussy. Wow, did I just say pussy? Chris hadn't noticed my"freudian slip" or didn't show he had. But, over the following days (thenights were spent in bed. I had a robe next to the patio doors since the lanai is not a particularly private area. Angie went to grab her robe and made to follow me. I cocked an eye at her and glanced toward the table. If she had cooked dinner, I’d have immediately done the cleanup. But I cooked. She followed my look and dropped her robe. She gathered the dishes from the table and went to the kitchen to clean up. I relaxed and enjoyed my cigar while keeping one eye on what she was doing.Okay. I didn’t give a fuck what. The girl closed her eyes in response, slowly letting out the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding, as Miranda wove her tongue in careful circles around her clit, both teasing and satisfying her lover, yet leaving Misty needing more.With a gasp, Misty let go of Miranda's hair and clawed her fingers across the mattress, arching her back, and pushing herself against the woman's mouth. Laughed with a touch of hysteria, Misty found herself overcome by joy as Miranda's lips closed about her,.