His lips tasted of Vienna sausages, but his tongue was hot as it slipped past her lips and pressed against the ball of the tomato. She helped him brea... the tomato by holding it in place with her own tongue, and she shivered a little as the tart juice exploded over their dueling tongues."How was that?" she asked when they had parted lips."A lime sexy," he admitted. "But it was because we were kissing." Do it again," she told him. "Only don't think about the kiss. Concentrate on the texture of. . and a card attached to the ribbon. I can't tell you who was shocked more, it might have been a tie. The card read Happy Birthday Dear Friend Please Enjoy.The look on Kathy's face was priceless. I looked at my wife and she smiled back saying I know you'll take care of her. My wife picked up her pocket book and keys. On her way out she said to call her when we were done and she would be home with dinner.Kathy and I . I made sure he had a good look at my ass and thong with the short skirt I had on. I turned and sat on my bed/bench seat, as he climbed in he saved himself from slipping by grabbing my thigh. Saying sorry, he took the liberty of a long squeeze and rub of my thigh. It really felt good. He turned and sat down. I saw why he almost slipped he was trying to hide his hard on. After lighting the joint and him taking a few hits he leaned back and pointed to his swollen manhood telling me it’s my fault. She could just imagine how his hands would stray to her breast straining against the material of her blouse. Then he would unbutton each button slowly pressing a kiss to each inch of skin that he exposed before coming to her breasts, pushing aside her bra, before taking a waiting nipple between his teeth. She could imagine her hands moving to his waiting cock and stocking lightly, making it hard. Then she would slowly press kisses on his flesh making a downward path to his straining shaft. He.