He slowly sucked them, making the moisture problem between my legs worse. Knowing the effect he was having on my body, whether I wanted them or not, ...e started licking down my belly. When he got to my shaved pussy, he didn’t dive right in. He teased me by licking around it and only occasionally running his tongue over my clit. I involuntarily started moaning and he told me how sweet my pussy tasted. I do not like the man, but I give him credit he could eat pussy. By the time his tongue. Meanwhile her partner open his fly and pulled out his dick which she bent over and proceeded to suck. Meanwhile, I pulled out my own dick through the right leg hole of my shorts and started to stroke it into its full, almost 8 inch length. Her partner looked around and noticed. This was really getting interesting.After a while she straightened up and her male friend looked around again and gave a subtle head signal as if to welcome others to the party. I was up and moving over to their sofa. The problem was that she didn’t like picnics. They were held outdoors and the ground made it hard for her to move around. She couldn’t participate in any of the events and always ended sitting off to the side alone.She replied, “Sorry. I’m busy, Mr. Montclair.”From behind Richard, a male voice asked, “Did I understand that there’s a picnic?”Richard wondered which of his employees would stand at the door eavesdropping on their conversation. He answered the question even as he turned to face the. I’m just feeling the love all around.” He was searching around for something and I didn’t know what. He also seemed very pissed off. I would’ve left him there, but he was tearing the place apart and I wasn’t going to clean the shit up.“Oh, I’m sorry daddy. Can I get you a beer and your slippers?”Strangely enough he didn’t reply. He just glared at me for a few seconds and kept on messing up the living room. I never actually saw him like that before. He was the brooding type, not the kick ass.