Cyn, sweetheart? Please talk to me baby.” When she remained silent he kissed her prone body, working his way over the dips and valleys, sighing unh...ppily when he came to the red marks on the pale globes of her bottom. He flicked his tongue over the heated flesh and then worked back to her gaping pussy. He worriedly glanced up at Cynthia but the tears still trekked slowly from the corner of her closed eyes into her hairline. Wanting to show her how much he loved her Peter ran his tongue along. " I liked it better than I thought I would," said Trixie. "A lot better. But..." Like I said, I heal quickly," Kat smiled wickedly."But you won't enjoy it." I will because I enjoy giving you pleasure, my love."They kissed passionately causing Michael discomfort again. It wasn't the beauty of the two beautiful women making love. That he found pleasing aesthetically. It was the odor wafting from their liquefying pussies. He found it unpleasant, repellant. During the earlier orgy, that fact. There was only one solution, so I buried my head between her thighs and licked her clean, spitting out the sand. I enjoy going down on a girl and love the taste, but I'd never done it after sex, so the spunk and pussy juice cocktail was very new to me, but not altogether unpleasant.Once I had all the sand out, I carried on licking her, and her stifled moans told me that my efforts were appreciated. For a long time, I just licked around her lips, tracing down the silky skin of the insides of her. I was slim enough, and everything I wore was chosen tobe casual, but unmistakably girl's clothes, combined with the jewelryand the makeup, and I looked like a boyish girl, a little on the tallside, with slightly daring short hair. I looked like I'd been dressingthis way for years, not months.Girls clothes didn't seem to go in for pockets, I'm not sure pants thistight could have fit them even if the designers had tried. So I dugout a medium sized purse I'd bought a few weeks ago and dumped.