I had a perverted thought of you lying there like you do at the pool and playing with your breast and toys. Then you hit me with that smirk, and said ...h yeah. You were thinking about me toying myself? I said yep. You asked me if I thought that was appropriate? I said what do you think. There is a picnic table there so you asked me to take off my shirt and give it to you. So I did, not really knowing why. You laid it on the edge of the table and pulled up your dress and laid back on it. You told. Benson pushed me off of his wilted member and remarked.“I knew you were a natural cocksucker. You remind me so much of my friend Rodney.”“Is that the guy who used to suck your dick when you were younger?”“Yep, but he didn’t just suck my cock, although he was my best friend and he would suck whoever I told him too. I can remember one week he must have swallowed nearly a gallon of sperm. That week all he did was eat, sleep and suck dick. Some time he sucked dick in his sleep and of course when he. I dove in and licked her clit and nibbled on it and every time I hit that spot she would moan and groan like I was driving her crazy. While I was eating her out I stuck a finger in her wet cunt and started woking it in and out , she told me she needed more and said use 2 or 3 fingers. As soon as I got the 3rd finfer in she left out a sigh like you wouldn't believe and the next thing I knew the sheet was soaked she was starting the second climax when she squirted. It tasted so fucking good. I. It was enough for Janet to pick up on a rhythm, and her hips responded in perfect syncopation. Just as she settled into a tempo, Lila drew another slow, lingering lick through the length of her velvet wetness. Neither woman counted out loud, and Janet seemed have lost the power of speech, only able to exhale and wheeze. Somewhere between twenty-eight and thirty-three, Lila changed her pattern of licks. There was more mouth involved, more sucking, and every so often she pulled at Janet’s labia,.