Okay, all right - so the reason we ended up talking so earnestly about our significant others was to deflect from a certain... frisson that passed bet...een us. Now hold on, I didn't hit on her - don't think that for a second - and she didn't take it as such. I passed some vague compliment about her loose perm suiting her, or something like that, and she took maybe a little too much pleasure in it and then I held eye-contact a longer than was perhaps wise... And then it was all embarrassment and. Why don't you come over here and give me a kiss?" The look on her face was as good as a spanking and almost as good as a blow job. "Well?" She slowly got up and came around the table to lean over and give me a peck on the cheek. I grabbed a wrist and pulled her into my lap. Soon I had a decent amount of tongue in her mouth and had a good sized pinch of side fat off her ribs in between my thumb and forefinger. I knew she'd remember how painful that could be, I pulled away and for John's benefit. She wasn’t probably the most beautiful woman on earth but at that moment she seemed to us the most desired. Neither I nor Matthew had ever tried a woman’s body before, that’s why when Max, who was more experienced than we were began undressing we did that either…The first to get busy with her was Max. He rammed her in a standing position right near the tree. Though she strived to hide her eyes we could see she liked observing the body of a young man drilling into her. Max knew how to treat. Funny, but I remember I noticed a visible pulse in the big vein in her thigh before my vision contracted and I dragged my tongue the length of her, the way I always did before the show. She grunted and settled herself, moving herself a little and her clit pushed against my nose straight away. Normally she wanted a little teasing while she warmed up, but not right now. I curled my tongue up and round, caught her low-slung G spot and began to work both sensitive areas the way she liked, trying.