Amy and Rebecca had their tongues intertwined and were softly moving their lips in a rhythm. They heard the guys encouraging them to go farther and wi...h that, Amy broke the kiss and took off her dress. To the four men’s surprise, she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties and was sitting there already naked and prepared for more. Rebecca was impressed, Amy had taken the initiative against her own nature. Not to be outdone, she also quickly stripped down to nothing. And again the girls were kissing,. We drove home, me driving the SUV and Martha driving the old Sable. We were keeping the Sable for use around home, but we planned to travel in comfort! Believe it or not, but it took us three days to figure what we would take and to get it packed so that it would not be spotted during our trip or when we unloaded the SUV at a hotel. We girls decided that we would not take any civilian clothes beyond what we needed to get to Florida. We were going on a shopping spree after we got there so that. The thought intrigued Evan for a moment, but he dismissed it. "I'll bet he's got Deirdre off somewhere." You bet" Greg echoed flatly. Somehow it came out like a simple observation and Evan had a moment of doubt. Evan listened to the other boy as he gently disengaged from the rambling conversation with the girls. Greg stepped away from their upturned faces and met Evan's eyes before swing around beside him. He came to rest against the bricks with his shoulder close against Evan's. "Christ, I. She licked at me until I was clean before it was time to make me dirty again, her tongue flicking expertly against my throbbing clit, occasionally stopping to probe deep into my soaking wet hole. As she was doing this I could see her from behind in the mirror on her wardrobe, bent over with her own legs spread, her fingers furiously working at her clit, the slick, slippery redness of her own needful pussy, the tight pink rosebud of her asshole. Watching her working herself and feeling her warm.