Talk nasty to each other and get each other excited. The next night you are out at the bar, getting wasted and is horny and can't wait to get laid. ... look at your profile again and think to myself I want to have the face of yours in between my legs. I want to have rug burn from your beard rubbing on my thighs.I had just settled in my bed, playing with my clit and my cell rings. It's you. You ask me what I'm doing and I tell you how I was thinking of you licking my pussy. You moan and ask. As she did she made sure that he could still reach her pussy. I’d missed it at first, but somewhere along the line she’d dispensed with her underwear. As her head started to bob up and down on David, his fingers started to move in her quim. I could even hear the squishy sounds emanating from her sloppy cunt. I watched Chris have an obvious orgasm, and then her voice demanded that he continue. “Oh, God, don’t stop!”I broke away from my hiding place and tiptoed back to the master bedroom. I went. You know, get the feel of things," he replied walking to her as she turned her back to him. He arms came around her, his hands finding her two soft yet firm mounds. She gave a small moan of pleasure as Marcel had instructed. His hands came back around to her buttocks which he squeezed, then continued to her nest."You always this wet?" he breathed."For the right man I am," she countered, bending over his desk face down and exposing her rear and nest. "And what would you do then?" she teased."I. “You’re teasing me.” She took his hand and moved it where it belonged. When she felt his finger touch her already-wet lips, she could see the cock jump in response. She watched in the mirror as one hand stroked her nipples and the other stroked her cleft. When he wasn’t kissing her neck or ear, he watched, too. She could see herself blush as she could feel herself tense. The tenseness was visible in the mirror, too.As the lightning struck, she could see herself wriggle. Andy’s arms held her up.