My body responded, my back arching up, pushing my breasts into his face. Mike was kissing my stomach and pushing his tongue into my navel. I had goo...e bumps all over. When he put his mouth on my pussy and began to lick my slit up and down, flicking my clit, I about lost it. He was working me over good. He put a finger inside me and touched a spot that I didn’t know existed as he sucked on my clit. I immediately went into an orgasm, arching my back and moaning so loud that it disturbed Rip. "See your mirror collection." I look away a moment, then back to your eyes. "Preferably in action." You hesitate, give me an apologetic smile. "Maybe not such a good idea." "You're right. Maybe take me to my hotel? We can sit and just hold hands for a bit." -*- I am sitting in the one chair, you lying on the bed propped up on all of the pillows. Flutes of minibar sparkling wine stand beside us, barely touched. "So what are you supposed to be doing this afternoon?" "I was going to have a. (Well as deep as a tongue would go). I moved my right hand down to her clit and started rubbing it again as I tongue fucked her. I could tell she was getting close to her orgasm I moved my hand above her clit and moved her skin up a little to better access her pearl with my tongue. I licked gently at first in circular motion and started flicking my tongue at her clit harder and harder until she couldn't take it any more. She grabbed my head pulling it up towards her pussy and at the same time. We women took secret pride in providing the men with a show, as they took pride in displaying their hard cocks. And one could tell that the interests were not uniformly heterosexual; I saw many men admiring the other men's bodies, and found myself the object of many a woman's attention. We flirted with each other shamelessly, knowing that nobody would dare to break the taboo against touching, and that gave us license to be as wanton as we wished. There were many times when I arranged for a.