Before I could get him back under control, he had given her legs and crotch three or four big licks with his long tongue."No, Blitz, no," I scolded hi.... "Be nice to our guest."Kate just laughed it off. "I've been trying to teach Ted that trick for years," she quipped.But I was embarrassed by his unruliness. And it unnerved me a little that he had gone after Kate the way he did, thrusting his nose between her legs so aggressively. I felt uncomfortable for her, and for me.I didn't want Blitz. Clearly the idea of Mary and me having hot sex together was a huge turn-on for him, and I was getting the benefit. Even though his best was never better than so-so for me, I was getting a lot of his cock and lot of his tongue and it was great! He was happy, I was happy (both with Sam and with Chet) and life was wonderful.One of the things Sam and I used to enjoy every morning was sharing the newspaper with each other. We'd read each other the funnies and the Ann Landers advice column. One day I. Its rapid twitching, which she could feel inside her, spoke indeed of an imminent eruption. She sat on his thighs and let the pussy-slick boner flail and strain upwards, untouched in front of her stomach. The promised eruption didn’t happen, balls and shaft shuddering madly in anticipation. ‘Shouldn’t have wanked all over my bosoms in the night, should you! Or you’d be off like a fountain by now.’ ‘I promise! I was fast asleep!’ ‘Give them a good fucking did you, before wanking off? Or did you. We sat in silence for what seemed like forever occasionally taking a sneaky glance at each other until we caught each others eyes and stared still in silence. I looked in to Dylans deep blue eyes and got butterflies, I wanted so much to lean forward and kiss him but it was Dylan who broke the silence maybe if we kissed it would ease some of the tension and stop us wanting each other so much he practically whispered then lent forward and kissed me on the lips. It felt amazing and I never wanted.