Once in the room, we ordered some wine just to settle the nerves and started to prepare for the arrival of our guests. Once we had both showered, my w...fe started to get ready.She has a fabulous figure, long blonde hair and a pair of natural 36DD tits. The outfit she had chosen was a naughty secretary outfit with black stockings and black panties. With her makeup all done she looked fabulous and I could not resist fingering her already wet pussy before our guests arrived. The first knock on the. I didn’t think I could take another orgasm like that! “Too bad,” he said, his face, I’m sure, smeared with a wicked grin. He began working my clit again, this time pushed up against me so I could feel the soft skin of his hard cock brush against the back of my thigh. I started to sweat, my hips rolling with the rhythm of his fingers. I was so tender, sensitive, and wet, it only took a few moments for him to make me shatter again. My throat was raw, my toes curled and body clenched. Sir did not. "Then, with one of the most beautiful laugh I have ever heard, shereplied: "Relax child, you're safe now." Looking over the Blackstarsquad, she continued with a welcoming gesture: "All of you relax, she issafe and amongst friends."Starting to take her at her word, I could sense my squad had ignoredher. Sighing, I barked: "Blackstar squad.... At ease!" and after a fewseconds: "Blackstar squad.... Fallout!"Have you ever realised that girlish squeaks are not really meant forbarking parade ground. He pushes my legs apart slightly. I’m under instruction not to move, so I lay there, waiting for him, aching for him. He lowers his face till he’s looking directly at my panty-covered pussy. I’m already wet, and I’m sure he can see this. He leans in, and slides his tongue across the front of my panties, licking softly up and down through the cloth, sending shivers down my spine. He can feel my lips and my swollen clit pushing through my panties. Pressing his tongue firmly against me. Grinding.