By the time we both got back to the pool it was past midnight, and things had quieted down in the back yard. As a matter of fact, we were the only one... there at that time.I felt a little self-conscious as I walked across the decking in one of Beth’s bikinis. Rob was already in the pool, and he watched me scurry over the edge of the pool and nervously slip into the cool water.We hung onto the edge of the pool at the deep end and talked for a while. I guess the fact that we had a pitcher of. Tasting her sweet juices I can feel her squirm on top of me and she was getting wetter.Amber: Ian.Me: Yeah?Amber: I'm going to cum.That was fast wasn’t it? I was licking her my face get wet as her juices were coming down my face. Shit she tasted good. I started to flick her clit running my tongue over her pussy. I used my finger on my right hand and slip it in her pussy. She gasped loudly. Her pussy was like a choke hold on my finger as it was trying to adjust. She was rocking her body over me. His wife Judy, on the other hand, was as sweet as they come. She was a little on the plain side, wore her hair up in a bun all the time and it seemed like every dress she owned was a shapeless sack, but she was sweetheart and I loved talking to her. She and Darryl also had a sixteen-year-old daughter who was a walking wet dream. Cara may only have been sixteen, but she looked and acted every bit of twenty-one.I lived alone - my wife of eleven years having taken off with a drummer for a rock. When I finally subsided, he kissed me deeply, and it was my turn to taste myself in his mouth.For the next several days, we abandoned our nightly massage ritual. We went to the movies, took Maggie for long walks in the park, and went driving in the country. We both knew where this was headed.I wanted him desperately, but I was afraid of forcing myself on him. He told me later that he felt that, because he was my older brother, he didn't want to take advantage of me.We spent a lot of time.