Because this was something I had wanted to do for ages. “Liss you’re my oldest friend. My best friend. Are you attracted to me sexually?" “I thi...k you’re, hot, sexy and beautiful,” she replied. “I don’t think I’m bi.” She frowned. “I don’t feel with other girls what I feel for you. I love you and you’re my best friend.” She reached out and twisted a strand of my dark hair around her index finger. “It feels good when I’ve kissed you,” she whispered. I brushed her cheek with my hand and lent in. Her arms went around my neck and she pulled my mouth to hers. I lied atop her with my legs outside hers and my eager young hard on pressed to her tummy. I like to begin kissing sweetly, not hungrily. Flo was further along then I was at this point. I thought she and Bren must have been discussing sex (at the very least, discussing) before I arrived. She ate at my lips and her tongue was searching my mouth. It wouldn’t take an 18 year old guy long to catch up, no matter how far ahead the woman. The men took this as some kind of consent and the two guys who had been pulling at her top started to suck on her nipples.Someone said, "Get her up on the table." She was lifted up and lain on the table, her skirt was un- cerimoniuosly pulled off, with her underwear quickly following.I kept waiting for my honey to protest, but she just flexed those perfect legs, lifting them up so everyone including me could see her wonderful womanly slit. "Wow!!" "God look at that!" Were some of the comments. Then the fingers are close to my lips again to remove them gently. My breasts my thighs my arms, wrists and ankles are gone, my skin is not immune to the creeps. I let myself be transported by blowing gently to enjoy these pleasures. The desire to take me again, need more of me begging yes and no control. My husband kissed me greedily caresses my breasts while my clit is between the lips of my lover. A feeling of strength unheard lewd. My fingers clenched the sheets arm hair, shuddering and.