I pinch the one as I enclose the other with my lips, and begin to twirl it round with my tongue. My hands now begin to tease you, and as I kiss my way...down to your belly-button my hands begin to lightly stroke your inner thighs, always stopping just as they reach the area where the heat from your desire drives it back.. You begin moving your hips and trying to force me to touch you, but my hands always stay elusively out of reach as my mouth reaches your belly-button and my tongue flicks. I tried to speak but all I could do was to cough and splutter. I clearedmy throat and tried again, 'Please untie me, please''Sorry love, I can't do that yet. A few more things to do first.'She put her hands under my arms and helped me to my feet. My legsbuckled at first, but then I found my balance and swayed unsteadily. Ibegan to feel how much I ached from what Fiona had done to me. I couldnot make sense of how I felt inside. I had been fucked forcibly and Ishuddered as I recalled the. He looks back once to see if I am behind him and I make eye contact with him again. This washroom has dividers between the urinals. He is standing at one urinal so I go directly behind him and into a stall. I leave the door open and face him. He turns around to face me. He has his dick in his hand and is slowly stroking it back and forth. It is a fine fine uncut beauty. He walks over and comes into the doorway of the stall. I latch onto his cock and start to slowly jerk him with my right hand.. In the meantime, Melissa and Claire were getting used to beingempty nesters.Claire was fixing a stray strand of hair when she heard the front doorof the bungalow. She knew it was her darling Melissa. "Hey, beautiful!"she called as she headed upstairs. "Going to change, and I'll be rightdown." Claire knew that when Melissa came downstairs she would have shedthe pantsuit she had worn to her job at the bank and changed into ashort dress. While Claire favored the classic above-the-knee length.