"So, you two horny little sluts," I smile at them, my most charming, playful smile, "Now that you have got me here, undressed me, and got me drunk, do...you have even more plans, what are your dirty fantasies?" Oh, don't worry, John," Celeste pushes me down, flat out on my back. "We know what we want. Starting with this!" She straddles me, sits down right on top of my face.Her pink string underwear is almost see-through. A small tuft of dark hair, moisture makes them cling to her pussy. The smell. She was full of how much she learned and how the data was really what she hoped for and how well, what she had recorded this time corresponded to her own experience, last time. Her enthusiasm for the project was infectious - and she was really keen to make love when she got back, too! She'd barely got through the door before she had her arms around my neck and was leading me upstairs. I guess watching people in an erotic situation for a week gets your juices flowing, no matter how good an. Calara laughed. “No I don’t mean that, but thanks to them too. What I meant was: Thank you for this conversation and for making sure I was ok.”John opened his arms and Calara hugged him tightly as he stroked her back, holding her close to his chest. They both breathed a contented sigh at the same time and then laughed at being so in sync.“Come on, let’s go and make some lunch.” John said, sitting up and helping Calara off his lap. They walked hand in hand to the kitchen.Sparks meanwhile had. And i looked down into her smiling face. It would have been romantic if i wasn't stark naked, with an erection that was so hard it was starting to hurt. Cindee's broke eye contact and looked down, trailing her long fingernail down my chest, down my flat belly, but stopping just above the handcuff that encircled cock and balls. My cock was actually dripping. A long silky string suspended a drop of crystal clear liquid bebeath the end of my cock. Her other hand came up, with her phone in it..