Rianne and Harriett were already on opposite sides of the table in the resort's main restaurant. I took the seat next to Harriett, while Olivia sat ac...oss from me, next to her mother. Rianne, who seemed to constantly be waving her hand for one reason or another, summoned the wine guy and ordered a bottle. She didn't bother asking anyone at the table for their individual likes or dislikes. "You'll like this vintage. It was a very wet spring."I've never gotten into the intricacies of wine. Too. But why though? I thought he was a romantic. I could feel his tongue wiping against mine, I could feel the circling motion his tongue was giving mine and I could feel him trying to push his tongue in deeper as he was pulling my hair. I could feel myself getting wet. I started to drip. I put my hand on his pants and started caressing his inner thigh. Very softly as I caressed, he placed his hand on my breast. He gripped it as he took his tongue out and put his wet lips on my neck. His tongued. I lay on her kissing her and telling her it was not over yet. I pulled out, and dragged Pete's chair to the bed and tilted it over and said, "you better lick her clean before I take my second fuck. If you lick her clean enough she might not get pregnant, haha! "Now for that beautiful mouth. As I presented my limp cock, she opened up ready to receive. Frankly, she was very talented and had me hard in no time. I pushed Pete's chair back but left him behind me, so he could watch me fuck his wife. When he kissed her she opened her lips to let him put his tongue into hermouth. She enjoyed the kiss as much as he did. She felt herself becomingaroused but remained in control and allowed Peter to stroke her thighs andput his hand under her skirt.Gillian caressed Peter's erection through his jeans and she marvelled thenew-found power she had over him when he gasped into her mouth. She smiled.She realised that she liked playing with Peter's cock but also that shecould manipulate him easily.