She crossed the space between them with cat like grace, the pants sliding down her hips with each swaying motion. ‘Now Brian,’ Marsha said, knowi...g her heated twat was almost exposed. She stopped an arm’s length from the boy and put a hand on his shoulder. ‘I know he’s not here. I know he hasn’t been here,’ Marsha continued. ‘But, I…’ Brian stammered, his flush almost as red as Marsha’s shirt. ‘Brian,’ Marsha said, taking his hand. ‘This is a butt,’ she continued, grabbing Brian’s hand and. ’ ‘Invited you?’ I whispered, the tingling in between my legs now increasing to a hard throbbing. I looked over at my husband. He smiled at me, nodded his head, then took a swig of his beer. What the fuck!? Did he just give me the ‘go ahead’ signal to bang this guy? Fuck it, I guess I’ll find out the hard way if I misread his signal or not. I’d seen the size of Will’s impressive cock, and I didn’t want to miss this opportunity. ‘Why don’t we forget about the dancing, since I know that’s not. She holds up the arm binder infront of me and a jam my arms into it as fast as possible. The longer she is holding it the longer it will be before she plays with my tits and peenie again and I'll do anything to shorten that time.My arms are now bound and its even harder to balance and I sway dramatically and she catches me and props me up."Oh love, be carefull, don't want you to hurt yourself. Hmmmm, hold on for a sec"She disappears from behind, and i stand thier swaying remembering the. Carol’s vulva came down on my face and I started to get to work. Every pussy is different but I knew my way around this one and I knew what my tongue could do to every fold and crease. From where I was, my hands were free to roam. I could massage, tickle, press, penetrate and I knew how Carol reacted to every one of those things.I did wonder if Carol was going to be difficult, make it hard for me to work on her, but I needn’t have worried. Kneeling with her legs either side of my head and.