"I know. I was just joking about the first part. Seriously Greg, I took a big risk when I married you for your money, but it turned out to be the best...decision I've ever made. If tomorrow you were to lose your fortune and end up homeless on the streets, I would rather stay with you than find another millionaire to marry. The money no longer matters." You're really serious, aren't you?"She strode over to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him. Greg held her to him, enjoying the. Much quieter, she asks “Are you getting turned on?”“Um…”Chelsea asks “scale of 1-10, how turned on are you feeling?”“4.”We can tell that Chelsea’s hand moves lower, probably on Katya’s ass, and Chelsea rolls so she’s more on top of Katya and gives her a long french kiss. “Now how much?”Katya raises her neck a little and sticks out her tongue to reach Chelsea’s mouth and they kiss again. After a long kiss, Katya says “10.”Chelsea says “I’m going to unzip so we can get on top of the sleeping bag. His hand began working slowly up my leg under my dress. His fingers got close to my pussy but could not quite reach it. My pussy was getting very moist.All this time, Mr. Conley and Robbie kept eating and carrying on a conversation as if nothing was going on. I was getting so aroused, and thought, damn how could this be happening?I needed a fuck and didn’t know if I could wait till Mr. Conley left. Then it happened, Mr. Conley’s fingers made contact with my pussy, Unable to help myself, I. I pause as you pant your hands still in my hair. You try to pull me up, but I refuse, I haven't nearly finished down here yet. I began to lick from top to bottom, running my tongue all along your slick inner and outer lips. I started leisurely, flicking your clit with each stoke of my tongue. Gradually I increased the pace until I was lapping your pussy like a cat with cream. I slowly began to rub small circles with the tip of my finger on the wet entrance to your pussy. Slipping my finger in.