. Sure enough, a flash of Ashley's white silk panties crept out from underneath the robe. Oh, that precious pussy between her legs and under her ass. ... started to wonder why I put myself through this. Why did I continue to come over and be inadvertently boiled to a sexual frenzy?"Could you screw this top off?" I thought she meant her bra, or I hoped she meant her bra. But the jar in her hand quickly ruined that fantasy. Ashley walked to me, rested the jar and the table, and bent forward. I. I let out an "Mmm," of approval, and watched, elated, as Tami continued to kiss her way down my body: past my stomach, sliding her wet tongue through the soft tuft of my pubic hair, finally coming to a stop with the side of my cock laying against her cheek."I think we need some more cake," I breathed.Stroking my shaft with one hand, Tami reached up and grabbed the last slice of cake off the table—then she rubbed it liberally up and down the length of my erection."I think I need some more cock,". And then I’ll ask you to send that photo to my phone in which way I can end up having your phone number.Maybe this is the way I thought and I’m approaching you with this trick to get your number. But the moment I saw you close, I do not want to lie anymore and am just asking you straight forward for your phone number.She: oh, that’s new. Thanks for being honest. But stillMe: yeah I know, but can’t help it, I just wanna try another method too after you getting drunker it may work for me.But. ‘Your turn Sweetie!’ Sounded from the bathroom, starling her from her orgasm as Finn stepped out of the shower stall. ‘ And I saved some hot water for you!’ He added with a chuckle as he grabbed a towel from the bar. Isis jumped up, leaving a wet spot on the bedspread. Turning the television off she was walking towards the bathroom when Finn emerged with a small towel draped around him, barely covering his mid section. Her eyes were drawn immediately to his flaccid organ dangling from beneath.