His hands were under the tail of her blouse and all over her butt. Their lips locked and the intensity of their passion was as if they really were fuc...ing. Dirk yanked Kara's thin bikini style panties into the crack of her ass, exposing lots of bare flesh to work his fingers into. And Kara wasn't being very passive either. Her hand slipped between the two of them and grabbed hold of Dirk's cock through the soft material of his slacks. His hands crept lower, playing with the insides of Kara's. Since my wrists were still tied up, I couldn’t grab his head and shove it into my pussy. I knew I had to wait and see what was next, but damn it, he was driving me insane. I wanted him. I wanted to feel him inside me, weather it was his tongue, a finger, or his rock hard cock, I could see the bulge in his pants and I knew he wanted it to, but he seemed to be taking forever, and there was nothing I could do. He gradually moved back down to the area I wanted him at. His tongue slightly caressing. I almost gagged, but I had learned to control it to some extent and I resisted the urge. He pulled his cock out and I took a desperate gasp of air, coughing and sputtering. And again. He slid that cock back into my eager mouth, so far down this time that my lips were up against his abdomen, and back out again. Down and back. Down and back. Just feeling that glorious cock at the back of my throat. I had learned from an early age that there were just some women who were born to suck cock. They. I guess from what Leslee tells me about your husband, he travels a lot as well.”“That he does, but he makes too much money for me to complain about it. But you want to know the truth, it doesn’t bother me at all. Oh, I’m sorry, we’re sitting talking away and we need refills on our drinks.”“Thank you Christy, you go ahead but I think that I’ll pass, it seemed like a very strong drink.”“Just a little, Shari, I hate drinking alone; you’ll think that I’m an alcoholic. Besides if you get drunk I’ll.