Dylan only smiled and pressed his face forward, his lips millimeters away from her wet pussy. Holding her hand, he slowly inserted his tongue inside o... Natalie's tight, wet pussy. She gasped in pleasure. "Ooh Dylan." Natalie moaned softly, growing louder as Dylan's tongue flicked furiously inside of her. He flicked his tongue against her clit, making her squeal. "Ooh, Dylan!" She squealed once more as she came in Dylan's mouth and all over his chin. Dylan smiled erotically. "Does that feel. They always ended the session with fifty sit-ups. While London was doing these, Justin’s gaze seemed to rest on her vagina on its own accord. He could feel himself getting stiff as he knelt on her toes to keep her feet flat on the ground. Towards the end of her fifty sit-ups, London was launching herself forward, wanting to finish strongly. This caused the crotch area of her short-shorts to rub up against his stiff cock.When she finished, Justin quickly got up and said goodbye before rushing. “And in case you’re wondering, I am wearing Friday.”She bounded up the stairs like a sprightly filly and I marveled at the sight of thick thighs, bouncing backside and the handful of prime pussy snuggled between. That sight stayed with me for the rest of the day, pleasantly haunting. We had an early dinner that evening, chatting lightly and relaying funny tit bits from our respective offices. Immediately after, I went to the bathroom and took a long shower. I was tempted to jerk off, still. ‘Penny, come on! We’re all going to The Red Pepper for lunch. Hurry up, we’re taking my car!’ Mike saw the indecision on my face before I even knew it was there. I’d promised him lunch, I promised to be the first to make good on that promise. I also wanted so much to be a part of ‘the girls,’ I knew what I should do, but then again… ‘Go on, Mike said, ‘You’ve been waiting for this. You’ve been working so hard for this, it’s time you joined them for lunch.’ ‘Mike, are you sure? I promised you,.