He bends down to kiss me and I realize how long it has been since the last time. Too long. I look up at him and a rush of feeling stir my insides.... At first it is just our lips gently touching, but he slowly opens my mouth, and I feel the tip of his tongue trying to make its way in. My whole body trembles. I surrender and open my mouth for him, and soon our tongues are twisting together. His hands drop abruptly, grabbing at my waist, pulling us closer together. Our bodies touch and our. On the drive home, I got to thinking about Becky. If a more perfect woman existed, I could not imagine it. She was 18, had a rock hard body, and a pair of gorgeous knockers that stood out proud from her chest. I had often fucked my wife thinking about Becky, and actually wondered sometimes if my wife had chosen her as our babysitter so that I might be able to have some fun with her.But this story really isn't about me and Becky, but what happened afterward. I did get home a lot earlier than. “I want you to feel comfortable being with me. Of course, I’d like to make love with you, but if it doesn’t happen, then that’s okay too, because I will have made a new friend.”“Thank you, Dan,” she said, hugging him and accepting a kiss. Then she guided his hand onto her left breast. “I’m looking forward to us being together also.”Wendy joined them in a three-way hug, her hand smoothing over Tracy’s small ass. She raised the hem of her skirt and noticed her white cloth panties. Wendy grasped. Susan glanced at his body and saw that he was wearing small, white briefs almost as small as her bikini. He lay down and Susan glanced at his package that seemed to swell up and push outward against the material. She went back to her reading, thinking that it had been quite a while since she last had sex or any sexual activity for that matter. She kept glancing his way as she read.It wasn’t long when out of the corner of her eye she noticed the guy roll over and face her. She looked and gasped.