I closed my eyes and nestled my face close to her breast and gently sucked and rolled her nipple in my mouth. I felt movement from Clara and opened my...eyes in time to see her insert two wet fingers into Monica's mouth; the same two wet fingers she had been fucking Monica' pussy with. Monica licked and sucked Clara's fingers clean. I got an immediate hard-on. I had to begin slowly stroking my cock. I watched as Clara slowly kissed her way down Monica's stomach. Monica opened her legs wide enough. ‘He’d be a fool not to, with that cute little behind and that sweet little butthole of yours.’ They began kissing and cuddling again, their mutual excitement mounting. Louise guided Dorothy’s hand down to her flowing cunt and showed her how to stroke her. She opened her legs to allow better access, and Dorothy stuck a long, slender finger into Louise’s pussy. Dorothy got between Louise’s thighs, and began gently kissing her pussy, running her tongue up and down the labial folds. She found the. “It’s just…well, it’s just you look so hot in that skirt and those shoes, and what you did with the whipped cream was so sensuous and suggestive…and, well, I don’t generally end up having coffee with any woman who’s as sexy as you are. It, it just made me wonder if you were sitting with me because….”“Because I’m a whore?” I asked. He nodded and blushed. “Well, I’m not,” I said firmly. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “It’s just, the way you’re dressed and all….”I instinctively reached out and. Why didn't you? Why were you willing to let me stay?" I've wondered when you would ask me that son, and the answer is one maybe you can guess. I feel something in this spot too, though I don't see these lines you do, and I don't really feel the pull you say you do. But I brought you here that first time knowing there was something here, something I'd felt only a couple other places, and I wondered if you would feel it too. The truth is, I didn't decide to bring you here out of simple curiosity..