Meanwhile, his tongue runs over my guns and plays with my own, mimicking more intimate motions. But I don't need the foreplay anymore; I'd just cum on...his hand, for Christ's sake! I think I'm primed enough for his dick to bury itself in my pussy. So I lift my hips as the song changes to Marilyn Manson's "This is the New Shit," and he slides my pants and panties off my hips and onto the floor, quickly followed by my shoes. He sits back into his seat and rolls off his own work pants and boxers,. We could all chill and hang out and no one seemed to talk about the kinky stuff unless I brought it up myself. One part of our friendship is that Tom was always the third wheel, we liked that though because most girls can be kinda bitchy or needy so Tom not having a significant other was kinda nice. We always did everything together, movies, shooting pool, dinner, drinking, and parties. As you can tell my husband and I are very open in what we talk about in our relationship. We had started. Mike now wanted one last lick. He started at the very base of her ass and slid his tongue right over her ass hole and from the bottom of her pussy right up to her clit. Seanna shuddered as her overly sensitive clit was stimulated again."it looks like he's ready again!" Emily said cheerfully pointing to Mikes ragging cock. He hadn't even noticed. He was hard and horny already. "its time" said Seanna moving toward her younger sister. "yes finally! How was it in your ass Seanna?" Emily asked her. Thank you." Then I spoke again, "So, the ballot box is now in the corner... Well okay, truth be told, it is Derek's lunch box, but he has donated it for the cause." I looked over at Derek Williamson, another of my senior software designers, "Thank you Derek." Everyone laughed. It seemed they got my joke about Derek and the elaborate lunches he brought every day. Derek laughed along replying, "You guys just wish you had a wife that could cook as good as mine." I continued, "There are no fancy.