My friends wanted to dress like slut witches and we all thought it would be fun. We were all single and wanted to be liked by the boys. Once the costu...es arrived, one hour before the party, we tried them on. Mine was a black outfit, with a blouse that showed my cleavage and a straight miniskirt that was too short, just one inch below my panties. I was worried my panties, which were bikini cotton and all white (I always wear white or pink bikini panties), would stand out and show when I sat down. . other thing you... could try..." I forced out, faking sheepishness. I gently touched a finger to her mouth. Suzanne's face took on a disturbed look as she struggled with the idea.After several seconds of hard thought, she began to tremble. Slowly, ever so slowly, she began to bend her knees, lowering herself to face my cock. With the fingers of one hand, she tentatively circled the base of my cock. Balanced on the pumps, with one hand against the wall of the gondola to support herself, she. It got to the point that even Kevin--who’s field of observation typically began and ended at his computer screen--started to notice.“You know that creepy old guy next door is watching you,” he’d said when I had come in one Saturday, dabbing perspiration from my forehead with a soft towel, him still in a robe and slippers since he didn’t have to work for once.“So?”“It doesn’t bother you?”“Hon, he’s reading the paper. Besides, he’s like...sixty-something.”“He’s checking out your ass is what he’s. Now there was no scope for me to 'lick their mating'; instead the 2 wonderfully stretched arseholes greeted my view. I licked Sandra's first. Loved it. Then the riskier one; my wife's lover's arse hole too got a right royal salivation. Indeed, was I surprised to hear her--I was commanded to stimulate the sensitive erogenous nerve bundles that line the anus of this god, using my nose & tongue. With his fine golden pubic hair in my face, I assisted him in building up a thicker, more potent batch.