I don’t think so, Grant.” I was mad. I could feel the heat in my face as I continued. “I’m not a charity case, I’ve been mourning my fucki...g wife. Besides, what’s in it for you? If I fucked her, you’d have to think about that for the rest of your life. It would ruin your marriage for Christ's sake! Who’s freaking idea is this? Yours? Hers?” I was more than curious about that last piece.“Whoa, buddy….” He was obviously taken aback by my tone. This was obviously not going the way Grant. She sat up straight and looked about with a forlornexpression, holding her hands out, her book clasped inher fingers. Then an exaggerated frown crossed her lipsand she nodded very unhappily. I laughed, then Gaylelaughed, and I asked if she’d like to come over and sitwith me, gesturing to my blanket. Apparently confused by my offer and unable to hear meclearly, she, in turn, gestured to me, then to her, andthen, bewildered, held up her hands. We both laughed,and I cupped my hands around my. Yes!, Finally!, she said to herself. The tongue started to wiggle around exploring her pussy. Until it stopped at her clit. The tongue just flicking it back and forth sending her body and mind into a frenzy. She felt herself moan out loud, she couldn't help it, it felt sooo good. Then all a sudden it felt like a vacuum was trying to suck her clit out of her pussy, and her clit was flipped back and forth by jacks tongue. She felt her body start to tense up. She screamed outloud, "Oh god, YES!,. We kept changing partners, cocks and positions every few minutes. One of the guys blew his load kind of unexpectedly all over our hostess tits. He jerked himself off and slapped her tits with his cock as he started to go soft. I licked her tits clean and it was now two men and us two girls. I could tell both guys were close as they started to pull away as we wanted to fuck them harder. Finally, I told them both they needed to cum. Bonnie, our hostess and I got down on our knees and let.