Thankfully I hadn't, but her nipple had been the star of many masturbation sessions since that night. Along with her long legs, great eyes, and round ...hite-girl ass. I made my way over to her and she sat up, spreading her knees and making room for me between her legs. I got between her and kissed her hard. It was electric, every inch of my body came alive. She put her hand behind my head and guided me toward her mouth. I touched her cheek and slid my hand through the hair on the back of her. I played with her, toying with her, trying different things. To my surprise, Prisha propped Sarah up on her lap and watched me while she massaged her friend’s round boobs and toyed with her nipples.After a long while of Sarah twisting, moaning and cursing, she gasped, arched and froze, pushing my face into her hard as she came.I held still, careful not to overstimulate her as her orgasm washed through her. Prisha smiled as she watched her friend come.“Okay,” panted Sarah as she recovered. “Not. He longed to hear her whisper into his ear how badly she needed to feel his lips and tongue on her pussy.He adjusted his position on the swing, moving his hips so that his hardening cock could unfold and rise upward in his pants. Another whiff of evening breeze stirred the random leaves into crisp applause only to fall silent once more, waiting to listen to the second act of the passion play that grew more vivid in his mind.Nothing compared to the lust he could stir up inside of her. But then,. I settled myself to wait and see what would unfold.The visions started slowly, small tears in the fabric of the darkness began to occur, each a window into a memory or, if I was lucky, a doorway to the man behind it all.A particularly colorful rip caught my awareness and I reached out to stabilize it and hold it open. It seemed easier this time, without the strain that usually accompanied the effort. A glance within showed a scene I had witnessed before. Diane McKenzie having lunch with a.