Her method was much more focused and purposeful than Gretchen's appeared. Her licks were decisive and aimed at specific points. Her tongue was a letha... weapon and I knew I was totally at her mercy. As far as blowjobs went, she was aggresively working her way to the best I had ever received. She licked the head until it had a thin sheet of saliva and then sucked deeper. I felt her tongue explore every inch of my shaft, licking and dabbing her way down further and further down. Her throat. The evening progresses and TJ and I get to know each other from grade school crushes to adult life heartaches.No longer feeling as if I can hold back anymore, I lean in and kiss him full on the lips the heat is electrifying and at once I need to feel him everywhere. Our hands roaming each other’s bodies we continue to kiss. My hands unbutton and slide the zipper of his jeans and slide it down. Immediately his cock springs to life under his boxers. I take his cock into my hand and I begin to. I would actually get to talk to Kimmie for a few minutes several times a week. Other days, when my wife was home, I either didn’t see her or would just wave.After about 5 weeks, I saw her on a Saturday. My wife was gone for the day…and that’s always a good thing. But today was different. Kimmie looked like she had been crying and her usual, bright smile wasn’t there. I asked her what was wrong and at first she didn’t want to say. I just told her that a pretty woman like her shouldn’t be upset. So the 5 of us spent the next hour getting slowly pissed. Jane and the lads flirted with one of the lads putting his hands on janes lovely tanned legs. At about 12-30 in the morning I asked the lads if they wanted to come back to our room for a few drinks, as we had some brandy in. Of course they jumped the chance, 5 mins later the 5 of us were back in our room drinking brandy and coke. Jane by now was quite pissed and ready for cock, she put her arms round one of the lads and started to snog.