. spreading the wetness over my clit... I moan, more like a deep breath. The sound of a zip being undone. A slight shuffle. Something nudging my back....Hot. Slightly wet. He holds his cock to rub it against the crack of my butt cheeks... then under... against my cunt. Wet sloppy sounds. His arm reaches for my clit from the front to rub my clit... rubbing it in a circular motion steadily... still bent forward, i stick out my ass, as if searching for his cock... then i feel a sudden thrust into my. It was at that moment that Alice pushed her tongue into her daughter’s love canal for the first time and began to draw Julie’s juice out and into her own mouth. Julie began to moan and writhe on the floor and beg for more. Alice could tell that Julie was getting close to orgasm and she wanted to know what Julie felt like on the inside as she hit her peek. So, without warning Alice plunged two fingers as deep into Julie as she could and was immediately rewarded by Julie tightening her muscles. Mike Wagner was there too. I hadn't seen Mike, a junior in college who had played opposite me as a wide receiver, since he graduated three years ago. Mike and I caught up while the early game, Denver vs. Kansas City, finished. Mike wasn't playing football anymore. He had followed our football team from Kutztown State. I told him and Stan about how it felt to go to the state championships. Don Bailey and Andy Groff came a few minutes later. The last guest, George Reynolds, joined us just before. Gary stood there confused for a minute until Sandy explained. “You didn’t know this was a lesbian bar when you came in did you?” she asked. Gary looked at both of them and then joined in on their laughter. “Holy fuck; I wondered why there were no men in here!” he said. Sandy said with a smug expression, “So you can see why we don’t need a dick to satisfy ourselves or each other.” Gary was determined to make his point. “Maybe so, but there are some of us men who are pretty damn good at.