"No, Bob, it's me, not you," as I kissed the nape of her neck and kneaded her breasts. I could hear her breath coming in short gasps.Bob said, "Oh god... I want your blouse so bad," as he circled her tips with his fingers.He leaned forward to kiss her, and she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him wildly with much snorting and moaning. They were obviously both horny as hell.But the streak couldn't last forever. She and I came up Mary/Peter."How'd you like to get some of. Bad” and I nodded and she put her mouth on my pussy.And she wasn't bad, she was wonderful. I mean I could tell she hadn't done it before but the way she tried, the way she tasted me and explored me and felt her way around all of me like she was genuinely curious, like she was doing it more for herself than for me, was amazing.And then Cait got up and came towards us and this time I recognized the look in her face and she sat down next to me and we kissed and she held the back of my head with. His hands snap from the back of his head to my thighs and dig in as he inhales shakily. "I did this?"Nodding, I raise my free hand and launch it hard against my exposed flesh. I gasp. Let gravity take my hips, and his incredible shaft take my breath. He impales me as the slap dies away and our groans fill the space.My fingers are almost fused together; an iron gate against which I grind, rocking my hips. His dick slides. Invades. Fills me. Satisfies the burn I've been harbouring. My clit. Jordan."Rachel laughed, perhaps a little more loudly than if she had not had wine with dinner, and leaned in again. She moved to whisper in his ear, but when Jordan inclined his head closer in anticipation of whatever she had to say next, she licked the upper arch of his ear and gave the lobe a quick nip. He was not a fan of pain as pleasure, but there was something about the way she was so blatantly trying to arouse him in the restaurant that made him wish she would do it again.Feeling.