For all intents and purposes, the T-shirt ended just below the lower reaches of her pudendum. She wondered how much of her cheeks would be revealed in...the back, but instead of embarrassing her, the thought of it, the knowledge that she was naked save for the dying T-shirt in the presence of an attractive woman sent an electric thrill buzzing through her body. When Kimberly looked back up, Janet had turned to the television. ‘Okay if I slide the set forward?’ ‘Sure, whatever.’ With the. I climbed up her body to lay beside her. She was practically cooing like a dove and said, “God, that felt so good. I’m glad you liked my blow-job, too.” I took Alex in my arms, softly kissed her, and said, “Baby, you were great. You were so good, when we get up, I’ll tear up that report.” She had a bit of disappointment in her voice when she asked, “Do we have to get up right away?” “No, Baby. We don’t have to get up until you have to go home.” A wide grin spread across Alex's face. She then. She pulled him close and began to sing. “If all the young laddies were hard sticks of candy, I’d give ‘em a lick when I’s feelin’ randy.” She dragged her tongue from his chin to his ear, making sure to leave a long line of slobber that made him shudder and squirm.“Not the face, not the face,” Fred shrieked as he jumped away from Lavender. He scrubbed at the side of his face and gave her a hard look. She only laughed and stuck her tongue out at him, which made him laugh all the harder. He. My face was just inches from it, and as he lay on his back with his legs pulled back and up, he knew he was moments away from experiencing, the incredible act of 'Ringing', having his asshole penetrated with my feminine tongue, licked and poked, kissed, cleaned, and loved with passion, an act performed by his best friends wife, an act of submissive devotion and act of a debt, being repaid.When I first met my future husband I was a young desirable female, long pursued for sex by his friends and.