’ You sound incredulous. Your burning eyes heat my curiosity, teasing me. ‘You’re not dressed for dinner.’ Your look is deliberate and hard. I...am confused, troubled at your dissatisfaction. You break eye contact, looking quickly at the end of the table. They dart back, now bright and playful, sparkling with mischievous glee. I follow your glance to find on the end of the table a simple men’s white lace g-string. When I look back, you have a sly, deviant smile. A sharp spark of excitement shoots. "You're fucking me with your tongue. I can feel it up inside me. Push harder. Stick your tongue up into my cunt as far as it goes. Keep fucking me, don't stop. But she was grinding too hard and too fast, and my tongue slipped out. But not before I had explored her vagina, feeling and tasting the little sensitive buds that lined its inside."I was just going to cum," Jinx wailed, "and you've stopped. I'm going to play with my clit, and you keep fucking me with your tongue until I cum into your. We both were looking for some way tocelebrate my elevation to homemaker full-time, when coincidentallyMonica learned she had won a quarterly sales competition run by herfirm. The prize was a long weekend free in the most luxuriousresort hotel in the state, complete with a suitable new wardrobe,for ourselves and also for any other couple we chose to bring alongfor company. We selected Denise and Tinka, the only other couplewe'd seen since that lovely evening some months back when Monicahad. Each wave seemed to travel between her legs. She ached to feel him there, yet was reluctant to allow him to stop exciting her. Her hips arched upward and she held her breath, releasing it in a gasp and groan as her first orgasm swept through her body. “Oh, my God, Evan,” she whispered. “You’ve made me come already!” Evan smiled and pulled up and away from her. “I want to be inside you, darling,” he whispered. “I’ve never felt such a need.” “Yes, my dearest Evan,” she whispered back. “I am.