Monica usually a little shy was covered under the sheets sitting at the bed headboard. We started chatting as it was between 1 or 3 months since James...last fucked Monica, chatted about anything and setting a relaxing atmosphere, some drinks until as usual, James stripped off in front of us and went to shower. On his return he was already half hard, his cock pointing straight out as if pointing towards my wife," hey Monica, would you like to start tonight off with a massage? My wife says I'm. Jenna chuckled as she bent over at the waist, her ass high in the air, as she kept her eyes locked on Anna, moving her head towards Anna's pussy. Anna bit her lower lip, watching her friend's face getting closer to her pussy. Anna sucked in a deep breath when she felt Jenna's hot breath on her pussy. As Jenna got closer to Anna's pussy, she could smell her friend's excitement, moaning softly as she stuck her tongue out and lightly ran it over Anna's slit. Jenna giggled to herself, when she felt. Then as the reader that I am I had stumbled across your stories. Within the first paragraph I knew that what was written was powerful. I was thawed almost immediately, and actually quite wet by the end of your first story. By the time I had read all that you had created. I knew I needed to thank you. So I had arranged for us to meet. So that I could show you just how you made me feel. Back in my younger years all my boyfriends had told me I had two things going good for me. The fact that I had. It was delightful to feel the backs of her fingers on my flesh. As she did this she lowered herself down with her face close to my body as she went so that I could feel her hot breath, first on breasts, then down along my stomach to my belly button. The feeling of her breath on my skin below my belly button is indescribable. When my panties hit the floor and her breath my hairy mound, I thought my pussy would explode. I just wanted to grab her by the back of her head and shove her face into.