I even tasted you later when Pam kissed me.”“You did seem to like it, or did I misread that look on your face and the words of joy that you vocali...ed during your orgasm?”“Damn you. I did like it, but it was ... unusual. I’ve never even thought of doing that. Plus Trish gave you a blowjob ... and so did Pam, after you’d had your penis in my pussy, and then they kissed me. I could taste myself, and them, and ... Oh, God...”“I always thought you tasted divine. We didn’t do enough pussy eating when. “Well, I’m certainly glad you’re such a truthful young lady,” I commented.“Carl!” she protested. “You’re not being very helpful.”I laughed loudly at that. “And just how should I be more helpful? Hmmm? I’m not the one telling falsehoods and untruths, am I?”“Carl!”I finished undressing and sat next to her on the couch. Little Carl hadn’t diminished any and was standing at attention. “Well, why did you tell them that?”She looked very sheepish. “I didn’t want anyone to think I was a little girl.”I. The pressure. God! It was almost unbearable; almost too much. And then it was too much. A startled cry escapes your throat and races past my tongue, finding voice in my mouth. You open your eyes wide and bring your hands quickly from behind your back and grab at my wrists, thrusting yourself up and towards me as far as you can, both pushing with your toes and pulling with your hands to relieve the agony at your breasts. You are overwhelmed by that dizzy disorientation again as you suddenly. Tha,t coupled with a nice set of high heels would surely be enough to at least get an invite into his house. You were so excited by the naughtiness of the night's plan that even whilst getting ready to go out, you found yourself frantically fingering yourself in the bathroom. "Nothing wrong with a warm up," you decreed.A three-quarter flasher mac later and the look was complete. You'd checked on your husband and he was fast asleep. "Excellent, lets go and get a good seeing to," you told.