Maybe he didn’t mean it exactly the same, but she knew if she did what he said, she was tacitly giving him permission to be far more direct, and not...hide behind the game of a dare, or a suggestion. He was calling her a horny little story writing slut, asking her to continue to play these games with him.Her fingers were undoing the buttons of her shirt before she quite realized what she was doing, and as she laid out her shirt, she kicked off her sandals and unbuttoned her jeans. Sliding both. My legs start to buckle, and in a heartbeat Rick is behind me, his arms around me, leaning me against him. He pushes Leslie’s hand away from my breast and replaces it with his own, cupping each of my tits, tracing circles around my nipples and lightly tweaking them. Leslie moves that hand around to my ass and squeezes it as she continues to fuck me with her fingers. Rick starts to kiss my neck, and these unexpected sensations are getting me worked up again. “What does she taste like, Rick,. She took off her jacket to reveal a fantastic cleavage with her tits trying to burst the buttons of her blouse and started a slow striptease until she was down to boots, stockings, gee string and bra, with her hand inside the gee string massaging her cunt, she moved towards my husband and pushed her tits into his face, undid her bra and grabbed her tits in both hands letting him pull and suck on her nipples,He slowly moved down her body kissing every inch until he had his face between her. Janet turned round and shuffled backwards until her massive backside engulfed my face, I panicked as my airways were cut off by her bulk, but thankfully she moved back a bit further until I could just breathe, but it positioned my nose right up her arse. I tried to move my head to one side but she was to heavy and her weight on my nose cartiledge was really uncomfortable."Ooh Kathleen, I have got his nose right up my bum", she chuckled. "Well move a bit" ! "Not bloody likely it feels good"..