As she did, I felt the slickness of her gash leave a sticky trail until she found what she wanted.And she didn’t even have to grab my throbbing cock...to make sure it went in the right place. She lowered her body down on top of it and consumed it all the way down until her clit rubbed my abdomen. I was in pure heaven.“Shit Shellie, you are so fucking wet!”“I know,” she said, looking down into my eyes, “and you are the one that made me that way. Now, I am going to return the favor so you can have. "I couldn't move any faster, so she got a good long look at my hairy butt, and to tell you the truth, I wasn't in any big hurry to pull my pants up. Barbara had the always-annoying habit of busting in unannounced, expecting us to drop everything and deal with her problems. So now she stood paralyzed while I finished, staring her right in the eyes. To my surprise, her eyes changed from urgent hysteria to something different, maybe something slightly sexual.We both stood there silently while I. I was disappointed when you stopped.''Oh Harry. I do love you... but I just felt suddenly wicked. As I got into the booth and sat down, the men where saying 'Come on sweet thing, sit in the middle.' Well I couldn't stand up because of the table, so one guy picked me up onto his knee and slid me onto the next guys knee and they passed me along like that but as I sat on each lap, that guy would feel my breasts or bottom or stick a hand up my skirt and finger my pussy. It was a terrific turn on. I. I was the only one up. I made some toast and sat down in the living room, putting the television on.Ana came in like five minutes later. It was like she smelled me. Now remember how I said she had little modesty around us? For as long as we knew her, we knew that Ana would sleep in a tank top and panties and would be quite happy to wear the same at breakfast the next morning. Today was no different. This time though it was even sexier. She was wearing a white top that only came down to her.