'Steve looked at Sara, her mouth smeared with steak juice, kissed her and licked her clean.When her mouth was free, Sara said, "That's all very well, ...ut what about my new job?'"Of course, I didn't know about that. But how about this? Can we move in together at the club? I mean, can I live with you, at least for a while to see if we like it? I can work on the conference and you can work on the club. And we can both work on... '" ... getting laid regular, ' Sara finished."You bet. But we can. He slid his hands, palm side up, beneath her butt and caressed each cheek. She squeaked ever so softly, almost inaudibly, and her warm wetness yielded to his tongue’s probing. She spread her legs as far as they could go, and kept on dreaming. Her mouse-like squeaks became slightly louder moans as his tongue glided slowly up and down her labia in wide licks. She shook in spasms, her legs stiffened, and her toes pointed upward, as if straining to touch the ceiling. She moaned again, nearly. 'Love it Joe', I shouted back over the din, my hand covering his on my thigh. I slide forward on my seat and his hand, held by my own, touched my cunt, it was under the table, and though we looked on surface to be talking, uncle to niece, Joe's old finger deftly eased the elastic aside and touched my wet labia, every girls fantasy, being finger fucked by Santa at the dinner table. I guess from these opening lines you can see I am a girl with a questionable libido, take Joe, for instance, with. She stared at that handsome face and those intense eyes burning with lust and passion. Familiar feelings rose again inside of her, she …“Honey, are you there?” inquired the voice outside the door. Sneha leaped towards the door, checking the door’s lock.“No, I mean, yes,” she said, flustered.The knob rattled against the door.“Can I come in?”“No,” she moaned as her lover’s finger slid across the small of her back and inside her pussy.“Are you okay?”“Yes!” she said quickly.“Oh, well, I think I.