My hand reaches down between us and I press against her panty-clad pussy lips. Sliding my finger along her slit, I feel her wetness growing as we writ...e against each other. I sit up and slide my shirt off, taking my black lace bra with it. Carolina latches onto my left breast and I moan loudly as she swirls her tongue expertly around my areola, teasing my protruding nipple. I nibble along her neck as I slowly unbutton her blouse. Finally getting her top away, I squeeze her C cup breasts in my. ."Ptuii" a thick, wet glop of spit hit my tongue and slid down my throatbefore I could even process what happened. Isabella's less than romanticexplanation "Lube." left me reeling. She really was treating me likenothing more than a cockhole. Me, once an heir to a massive fortune, aman no one ever dared say no to, now having his throat lubed by his ownpersonal sissy. So why did it feel like the spit sizzled against mybrain? Whirring a mile a minute and ready to blow, I was far toostimulated to. " I replied."I'm Ignacio." He extending his hand out."Darren." I said as I shook his big hand.He offered me a beer and we chatted for a bit. We talked about my work and running routing. Then his job and workout schedule. My dick was enjoying this time being close to him and starting to grow. Apparently so was his, as his bulge was now bigger.We both took a drink and as I was swallowing he said "If you want to cool off, I have a pool".I said "That would be great".We walked up the driveway. He. Gently, he asked her, "Elaine, whatever's the matter? Is there anything I can do?"Elaine barely managed "Su-Su-Sus-Susan!" and came to a halt, sobbing. Stan looked at Anne, for permission before he went around the table and sat next to Elaine with his arm around her."Ssshhh, it's okay, it's okay, I'm sure we can sort it out," he soothed. It didn't make much difference at first, but eventually Elaine controlled herself."Susan and I got into a big fight over another girl. Susan thought I was.