He undid my skirt andused both of them to pull it down, never breaking the seal on ourhungry mouths, and then those hands were rubbing against my crot...hand my ass. The feel of a man's hand on my bottom was a much greaterturn on than I'd imagined and I enjoyed it to the full, but I couldsense his confusion as his other hand searched for the expected cockand balls and found none.I broke the kiss momentarily. "Pull down my knickers," I gasped andthrust my tongue back down his throat. I felt him. So how late are you gonna work?" Until I'm done or until I get tired, whichever comes first."Valerie knew she was treading on thin ice, but she persisted. "Well, I asked because I've got no place to go and nothing to do. I thought we could just, you know, kind of hang out together. Maybe watch TV or something."He let out kind of a barking laugh. "Jeez, let me think. That didn't work out so hot the last time you were here, did it? Are you planning another striptease?" No." She paused and added,. When they did, I assumed the position. Nikki stayed in her doggy style position, and I crawled under her from below, and began eating her well-stretched and cum-filled pussy. And when I say cum-filled, I mean literally filled. There was SO. MUCH. CUM. I tried to suck it all down, but it was so thick and hot and strong in flavor, I choked on it. I heard laughs, and then I felt another guy getting on the bed, this one straddling me and approaching Nikki's holes from the back. I kept my tongue in. She had left my house with a well satisfied smile on her face. You see, since high school. I first noticed that my tongue was growing longer and longer. I was a soccer jock in high school and college so I had plenty of opportunities to date lesbian women. By the time I was nineteen, I was a committed lesbian. My tongue grew to a full four inches so this endowment of nature made me very desirable to my lesbian friends. I learned to really enjoy the dozens of lovers I had over the years. Last.