I feel you quiver as my tongue traces its way over your lips and you moan as the tip of my tongue tickles your asshole. I grab both of your ass cheeks...with my hands and viciously dart my tongue in and out of your ass. In doing so my nose presses between those beautiful moist lips which are getting wetter and wetter as I progress. I stop licking your ass and focus my full attention on your sweet pussy and throbbing clit. As my tongue makes small circles around your clit my hands find their way. Okay?" He had made some plans about how to start, but he didn’t know how fast he could get Shawna out of her clothes and into bed. He was nervous, he realized.Twenty minutes later, he was sitting on the floor of the TV room with his back to the ottoman. Shawna came in, her still damp hair pulled back with a head band. She looked younger than she was and very vulnerable. He patted his lap. “Remember how we were?” he asked. She nodded and climbed onto his lap, her back to his chest. She leaned. Thankfully, Ryan had switched the vibe on to the slow mode. If it had been on full blast I’d have been knackered before lunchtime.I walked towards the Northern line for the couple of stops to Tottenham Court Road and Oxford Street. It was rush hour and very crowded. Even though I was squashed in the tube I didn’t feel even one hand touching me. I was both pleased and disappointed.Going up the escalator and stairs I felt the draught lift my skirt but the blazer stopped my whole butt from being. ” I said.“Bret, please. For us. Let us do this for you.”“Alright, Laura. If it will make you two happy, I will.” They both squealed in delight with my answer. We got to Lisa’s SUV and she hopped in the driver’s side. I expected Laura to take shotgun and I would climb in the back. She didn’t. Laura slipped in the back seat with me. Laura grabbed my hand and held it in hers as I told Lisa that my car was in the parking garage three blocks down on the right.In a matter of minutes, we were.