When my low moaning started, I knew that it was no longer involuntary; I was so turned on by my sexy friend. My moaning got Connie to slightly open up...her eyes and look at me with a devilish smile. Connie was now using two hands on her Kitty. One hand was using two fingers to move in and out of her Kat and the other one was rubbing the top of her clit. My eyes were locked on my best friend and my thighs were definitely moving and rubbing together faster. It felt like a marsh in my panties. I. I felt her tongue flicker around my mouth and my hand travelled up to touch her hair.“Perfect” she said breaking off suddenly. “Is that it?” I panted a little breathless.“Yeah, me and Debbie used to break our backs training to get a proper routine going with dancing and everything… but the dirty sods are much happier with some simple girl on girl. It’s so much easier,” Kim laughed, and I joined in with her.“Ah now about costumes, I’d better get changed, we’re on soon,” said Kim. My body. My next step, would be to stroke her ass while my fingers made passes along her cunt, making her to twitch, like convulsing, and shrink her ass, sending me a signal of gratification. My other hand continued to stroke her tits and I didn’t wait to quicly make my nest move: took off her blouse and kiss her back and at the bottom of her tits. At the same time, I fondled the entire ass, parted her ass cheeks and sneaked my nose in the crack: That scent of a sweat in her ass drove me. That was pretty much it for the news. By Friday we were way down the list of things to talk about, although WJZ kept us on their headlines. Then that issue went away. My friend Turcos landed a job at a TV station in Philly, and left Baltimore so fast it took his ass a week to catch up! By Saturday I was able to take Marilyn and Charlie for a walk around the Inner Harbor area, with only a few people pointing at me (and then hustling their children away from the ‘killer’.)Monday morning, I drove.