Each thrust drawing her flesh in and out, as it clung around his shaft, easing with each thrust as her moisture coated his shaft making the pleasure f...r both unbearable.I dropped my dress and standing in stocking and belt walked over beside him as he was now relaxed and humping her with more even and deep strokes. He reached behind me and stroked my naked bottom and kissed my bald venus mound, reaching in and holding my vaginal lips apart buried his tongue into my clitoris, and I stood there,. Becky didn’t deny it. “If your thumb is sticky, just jam it in her mouth. She’ll clean it,” she assured me.I didn’t want to go that far, even though I had already touched her pussy. I was secretly afraid Becky might bite my thumb!“If they won’t even taste their own juices, they can’t expect anyone else to taste them,” she assured me that her daughter wouldn’t mind. “They love the taste of their own apple pie. Trust me, they are used to the taste of their own pussies,” Juliette assured me.I had. ”“Have you seen her lately?” he asked scanning the crowd.“Not for at least thirty minutes. The last time I saw her she was doing another five cocks.”“She sure must be enjoying herself,” he assumed unable to see her in the darker part of the dance room.Diane and Brenda had joined him taking a break for their sexy fun. They took Lilly to the washroom where they helped her to clean up her cum covered tits and chest, and freshen up her pussy.“Now for the next lucky winner of a blow job from Bobbie,. The idea just doesn't do anything for me. He's much too square - and anyway I just don't see him that way. I want to be spanked by someone masterful, an authority figure. I really do - but I suppose it will never happen :-(" That was the worst I have felt in a long time. I suppose I hated her for a day after reading that but I soon cooled down. Did I mention how beautiful she is? Oh yes. I did love her. As I continued to monitor her correspondence her mood seemed to be slipping. She wrote to.