"Nibble on me, Brownie. Pretend I'm an apple, or something." She held her tits in her cupped hands, offering them to the gentle pony.Brownie snorted a... her, then chomped with his big lips on the tender tit flesh offered to him.Christine almost collapsed. He was slobbering on her tits. His rubbery lips were gently driving her berserk. Amazed and burning with passion, she watched him slobber his drool over each tit."Brownie!" Her back arched as she jutted her tits out for him. She scratched his. It was his wife and their lover."I thought you had that conference this weekend," said Dave."I wanted to remind you of how things happened after our last cruise," said Britney with a smile."How did you get another ticket for Amber? And how did you get out of that L.A. gig?" We had this planned for months, Dave," said Amber."And here I thought we were going to be without you for a year," said Dave."Nope, not really going anywhere," said Amber. "Brit never had a conference, either." Damn, you. I was going to have to spread my feet apart pretty wide to do this, meaning that my little pussy was going to be spread wide open for him to see. The rush of excitement that raced through me while I positioned my feet was almost more than I could bear. The strange tingly sensation in my pussy seemed to amplify as the gentle noon day breeze tickled between my legs. My legs were incredibly wide apart by the time my feet reached the lines my brother had drawn, making my pussy feel like the little. "Yes, Mistress Birte. That is where I belong."She sank to her knees and kissed Birte's feet.9 Slut points"Then you also belong here," Frank interrupted extending his leg. Anne crawled across the room and kissed all their feet in turn. She tried to push her ass high into the air and keep her thighs spread hoping one of the boys would be tempted to fuck her. But when she had finished making the rounds the five sat on the patio and sent her for drinks. When she had served them they allowed her to.