Your tongue starts licking me from my ass to my clit. mmmmm you say, which turns me on more. You start sucking on my clit then go back to my very soak...d pussy entering your tongue into my hole lapping up my juices. You feel amazing and I feel sprinkles.The drops of rain hit my body and I swear they evaporate on contact. You keep up the intense attack on my sex paying no mind to the rain. It feels so good. Your tongue fucking me and the sensation of the raindrops getting more frequent. Oh my. Looking away, she muttered, “I still can’t bear you staring at me like that...”, but how could I not? Her smallish, yet perky breasts, and the glistening slit between her legs, I wanted a moment to drink it all in.That’s when I knelt between her legs and gently pushed inside. She was wet enough that it was easy to get all the way in, and she moaned while her body accepted all of my cock. Her face momentarily looked pained, but I think that was the discomfort of having her pussy spread open by. Cris and Missy smoothed things over, and all seemed well. Missy had even opened up a bit with Cris and seemed willing to explore a little. She was more open to kissing him, and even have him a grope or two. He had managed to slide a hand across her shirt covered breast, but that was all. She quickly stopped him anytime things seemed to be moving forward. This seemed to be more of a return to her normal self, and the events from the night of the play continued to fade away.Amanda had made a. I was pretty loyal and hadn't cheated on my husband in any way except to flirt every now and then with one of our married friends just to break up the monotony. I was fairly certain that Ronald was screwing different girls at the office because he started coming home with lipstick on his collar and sometimes even on his jockey shorts with the unmistakable outline of lips right on the front of his briefs. It was like he didn't really care if I knew or not because he stopped trying to hide his.