“Party. I didn’t really want to go, anyway.” I grinned and pulled my legs up, shifting until I was sitting cross-legged. A glance down had my sm...le widening. We could both see a lot of my body under the shirt. My hair was long enough that it soaked the area over my breasts, and the way I was sitting had the shirt riding up to barely cover the other areas. Samuel laughed uneasily, and I glanced over at him. He was staring. Good. “Er, sheesh, I’m sorry.” His voice was a little husky, and he. She was trembling as I kissed the smooth skin of her inner thighs working my way to her pussy. Once I licked her vulva she nearly flipped out. I gently kissed her and made love to her orally. She held my head tight to her quim as she relished every second that my mouth was glued to her pussy. I nibbled the hard clit and she screamed aloud with pleasure. With one hand I unzipped my fly, unbuckled my belt and unfastened my pants. Kneeling up I pushed my pants and underwear down to my knees. My. “Beautiful” is what she heard. Her cheeks reddened and felt warm, almost feverish. No one ever had said such a thing to her ever, not past lovers, previous boyfriends, or even her current husband. She never felt so wanted, it was overwhelming. Tears welled. The very idea that she was beautiful to Him made up for all the times in life she felt sexually unattractive. His hand on her inner thigh slowly inched up and covered her smoothly shaved mound. Oh please, touch me, touch my clit, I want to. We tried functioning as a group, breaking off into pairs, and even working individually, each having their own idea of which direction our research should follow.It became a competition, of sorts, to see which of us could solve the problem. While that can sometimes be a good thing, the fact remained that, even after three months had passed, none of us seemed to be making any real headway. We were all getting frustrated; knowing time was quickly running out. The Consensus had even opened up the.