"Don't be such a prude," Frank told her, pointing downward with one finger."Why don't you spank her like you did me?" Betty suggested from her vantage...point on the bed.Knowing only too well that Frank might be quick to adopt such a suggestion, Elizabeth promptly sank to her knees between Frank's outstretched thighs."That's more like it!" he complimented her. "Now, give me a complete tongue job to start off with!"Her face a blushing crimson, Elizabeth extended her hands and cupped Frank's bright. The following morning I woke thinking it at all been a weird dream but I knew I was k**ding myself, I was trying to get my head round the whole thing when Dick woke up I could see that he had a huge hard on his cock was tenting the thin sheets. As I watched he slowly started stroking himself as he watched me looking at what he was doing, my own cock had swollen as well in sympathy and for a while we stroked ourselves in tandem under the sheets before Dick threw off his sheet so I could see his. Not one said what she was congratulating me about.The more I read, the more I thought Mr. "We weren't talkin about nuthin" in the living room had something to do with it. I went out but he wasn't there. I found him sitting at the kitchen table, drinking some coffee."I'm sorry. I should have offered you some." That's OK. I was able to squeeze the filter and get a few drops." I can make fresh if you want it." No, I'm OK." You know, a funny thing just happened."He got this smug look on his face.. Bridget recounted the various facial expressions of her "conquests" and Jill told stories of how she had to keep running around to get the right shot while trying to look and act like a shopper. While they told each other of their personal mini-adventures Jill noticed that Bridget kept her skirt pushed up and was caressing her thighs. More than once Jill got a good look at her pussy. The labia were swollen while the inner lips and clit were protruding and slick with Bridget's juices. Jill even.