"Melanie? Come on! You're Callie's best friend!" Callie has no claim on you." She has claim on my heart," I asserted."I know that, God only knows why,... she snorted. "But I don't want your heart. I want your body. Mitch, you need to get laid-and so do I."Her fingers were still working away at the buttons on her blouse-in fact, they were down to the bottom couple. I could see, through the part in her blouse, the black lacy bra holding back her ample breasts. Then the blouse was off.Look, if it. He said I was lovely and I said that if he wanted he could caress my breasts. This boy was learning fast and I adored the tender touch of his lips suck my nipples one by one, his hands caressing me at the same time. Downstairs, although I could not see, I felt his stiffness grow against my thigh and it felt lovely. I could feel the ardent throb pulsating and at that point I went down to him. It seemed the right moment to do what I had wanted, for so long. Now it was the right time. He came away. Somehow, my left hand was now on Nancy’s thigh and my cock was beginning to recover.When dinner was through, Nancy excused herself to freshen up. My eyes never left her body as she walked away. Damn, what has changed in me, I wondered. My mind was filled with desire for her, not even reflecting on how old I was. My body begged for Nancy’s. She had on a long black dress, the hem ending half way down her calves. From the back, her body looked like a wasp, accentuated by size of her upper body and. Come on in Phil,” she said as she ran to the kitchen.I entered and before I shut the front door managed to take in Michelle’s outfit. She was wearing light blue shorts, they weren't denim but looked it, which hardly covered her bum. Her midriff was bare. The top was a knitted white top which exposed her upper chest and also clearly showed her nipples and the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her tits were small, so I guess she didn't need to wear one. Her hair was blonde, medium length and in.