By the time I had secured the front door, Ruth was undressed and waiting anxiously on my bed.I spent at least thirty minutes just kissing and caressin... her -- her lips, her breasts, her thighs, her labia and clit -- moving gently but deliberately from place to place, ending with her clit firmly encased in my puckered and pulling lips. I captured it lightly between my teeth and then tormented that little grape with the tip of my tongue until she was nearly screaming in agony. When she did. Jo and Dave left the lounge and took the glasses to the kitchen. When they were walking back, they heard noises coming from the lounge. They looked at each other, both shaking their heads and smiling."They are like rabbits on heat," said Dave. "Having said that though, I can't wait to get in your room and you drop your little knickers and bend for me."As Dave was pounding away at Jo's pussy, he remarked that he would not spank her tonight, as she had been caned by Karen, who must be bloody good. “Fuck yes, let me suck it, fuck me with it,” she pleaded. She pulled on the rope but couldn’t get any closer to me than she was. She was firmly seated. Jenny’s face had an uncertain look on it. I tickled her clit with my fingers and stroked the inside of her thigh. Jenny loved having her thighs stroked. Then I kissed her neck. “I‘m not going to fuck you…not at all,” I said. “No…you can‘t not fuck me…” she replied. “I can,” I replied, “because I have someone else to fuck instead.” Jenny looked. On the other side of the wall behind the TV was the bedroom and Heather assumed he was just thinking about what may be happening in there. Sure enough, within a minute or two, Gregg's cock began to stiffen before her. Settling on a channel she could tolerate for a while, she rested her head on Gregg's chest, a mindless sitcom on the television, the sound of his heartbeat in her ear, and his thickening stalk in her hand.Emily heard the muted sounds of the television through the wall and realized.