The feller stared with amazement as my invisible arms writhed beneath her shirt."Amazing," breathed Carla. "Just ... oh, yes ... amazing!" Why don't w... give that poor fucker a show," I hissed in her ear. "Bet he ain't seen a pair of titties in forever!" What?" Carla gasped.I pushed her shirt up, baring those magnificent tits for the bum's gaze. My hands found those lush orbs, and I kneaded them like balls of dough. The bum's eyes were fixed on her chest; a grin as wide as the Mississippi. My mind thinking of possibly trying to seduce her after a long day and flight. Texting her I am on my way as she replies with a note. " I think your going to love the view."Walking up the steps I come to the door and slowly open it. The lights are dimly lit as I hear the fire crackling. Moving inside I see her curled up on a warm blanket in front of the fire. She has a very sexy negligee on as she sits cross legged. Her eyes bright and mouth smiling as she looks up to me. I love how her breasts. Works of art. Made for lovemaking. But not guy chests, not at all." My point again. So why do we suck their nipples? Just to please them, right. What about pleasing ourselves? You just said you would rather suck my breasts than a guy's."After a moment's hesitation, Nancy nodded, "Much more." Then she added weakly: "But we are supposed to do things to guys." Why? And why only to guys?"Silently, Dianne stood and moved closer to Nancy, who was sitting. Dianne stopped when her right breast was less. I touched my tongue ta her slit ta git a little taste test. She did not taste bad, an' she did not taste good—it was kind of neutral, maybe a little salty. Sarah squirmed a whole lot when I touched her with my tongue, but she still did not come. I was beginnin' ta look at this as a challenge ta my manhood. I was determined ta make her come afore I started fuckin' her ifen I could possibly find a way.I spread her outer pussy lips by wedgin' in my tongue an' slowly dragged it from the bottom ta.