I moved finger gently over her pussy just like a feather. She shivered, laughed and left a moan. I rub over her panties and pulled it down to her knee....Her pussy was clean shaved and pussy lips were pinkish and looked glossy with cum adding spice to them. She smelled aromatic like a scent never ever found. I moved fingers around her pussy teasing her. She was growing out of patience. She pulled my hairs and positioned my lips on her pussy lips. I started kissing them and exploring with my. When she had replaced the back, she replied, "Think you can put the other one in yourself?"George nodded and carefully inserted the other earring. "I don't intend to wear these forever, you know." No, you won't. But I can tell you this, it will be at least a month, maybe two, before you'll take them out again!" A month!" George said, taken aback by the angry tone in his wife's voice. "But what about the farm? We still need to plant and...." You can do that just as easily as a woman, George, or. ’ ‘Not a word, remember?’ ‘Yep, got it.’ ‘And give me a kiss.’ ‘But if…’ ‘I can kiss my friends if I want. Yeah, see, not so bad. Now give me the towel back, and get out.’ ‘Okay. Listen, if you should want to reconsider…’ ‘I’ll tell you.’ ‘Gotcha.’ ‘Don’t ask.’ ‘Nope.’ After another couple of kisses, I got him out of the bathroom. He picked up his clothes and headed down to his room. I had to get him out of there. I was as reluctant to call it quits as he was, and that surprised me. Maybe my. I first gave it a few licks, and held it to my face, taking time to appreciate the fact that I was not only in the process of giving my first blow job, but that I was giving it to my best friend. I had often fantasised about man-man sex, and thought it would be just sex, but I experienced an intimate feeling knowing that the man I had grown up with had his cock in my mouth whilst his woman watched on.I continued to suck his enormous prick, taking time to lick its shaft, and suck his clean.