Dave would ask me how a felt about some guy looking at my pics and masturbating. I asked him, naively, if he thought that was really happening. I foun... myself getting excited thinking about that. He suggested that I go by myself to drop off the next roll of film to get developed. I wore a slinky black dress with the neck pulled low, just barely covering my hard nipples. A young man was working and he seemed to recognize me, even though I had never seen him before. I put the role on the counter. And it didn't take long of my tongue working its way as far as it would go into her asshole (which was less than half an inch) before I could tell that she had reached down and started masturbating as I did it, which was even more of a turn-on, because there's nothing I like better than to have her come on my face, spasming right before my eyes.As she got into herself I started to get tired from my work so I decided to help her out in another way. I slid a finger into her pussy and then started. Tammy's tongue snaked from her mouth as she began to taste the glistening snowcap. Tammy jerked back for a moment, to the immediate sound of Jay's dismayed groan. The cream on Jay's cock reminded Tammy of the hair gel she'd tasted all those years. The gel she'd craved, unexplainably, to rub between her fingers and even forced herself to learn to enjoy. She preferred this to the gel. This was warm, even exposed to the night air. It came from a man, which turned her on even more. With this. When Deana came in, there wewere, on the floor. I was on top of Lynn in a hot 69position. We looked up, acting as if we were shocked.Deana's jaw dropped, but she didn't turn and run; infact, she seemed rather excited. Neither of us made aneffort to move; we just looked at Deana, two nakedbodies stacked up on the floor. Finally, Deana brokethe silence. "Don't let me stop you; go right ahead,"she said, her voice breaking with excitement.She didn't have to tell us twice. Lynn and I instantlywent.