She was breathing very heavily by that time. Her hand had landed on my head and I could feel her pressing my mouth down onto her cunt lips. Then my to...gue took over and I started to tickle her clit every few swipes. "Oh, Ian, that feels so good, don't stop licking my cunt, I love it." "I know that Fran, and it isn't just men you like licking you, is it. I saw you with Gran the first time I stayed over there. That was when I knew I wanted to have you too." "Oh Ian, what a naughty boy you are.. I was so stunned that when his tongue hit my lips I automatically opened them and felt his tongue slip into my mouth.God, could he kiss. It all of sudden hit me that I was kissing a man but he was so good all I could do by then was kiss him back. It also felt good to feel our cocks rubbing against each other. I don't really know how long we stood there kissing but I was aware Yvonne was moaning in my ear and I then realized she was pressed against my back and I could feel her tits rubbing all. As soon as the door is closed she turns to face me. The bewilderment has been replaced by a troubled look which serves only to enhance my need to hug her,It is a while since I had anything to do with another woman, not since that troubled affair with my former business partner Fiona, and the old familiar feeling is stirring deep in the centre of my emotions.“I’m very sorry”, she is saying. “Maybe I shouldn’t have come. It’s about my brother, Colin,”Her brother? brother! So it is Miss. She slipped into the dressing room and then motioned me to come inside after she had the dress on. It looked as good on her as I imagined with the flowing fabric draping off the curves of her breasts, hips and ass. ‘What do you think?’ she asked coquettishly. I slid my hand under the hem of the dress, slipped my finger under her panties to feel her moistening slit, and whispered in her ear, ‘Just don’t wear the panties,’ as I pulled my finger away. ‘Oh, please, don’t stop,’ she begged in her.