She squirted! I released her boobs, lifted her by her hips, and repositioned her twat on my tongue. I stuffed my tongue up her pussy, and ran it along...the walls. She reached down and rubbed her clit some more. I was treated to the feel of more hot pussy juice, this time, in my mouth, and down my throat. I was sure I had drunk a half-gallon of her pussy juice before she collapsed. Leaning forward, she found herself face-to-face with my cock. I was soft by now, but it took only a few seconds of. Naturally I failed to notice his stare as I prattled on. "I think it's so sweet you want to support my gay friends like this. You are the most romantic and caring man I know!" I gushed. Then I planted an enthusiastic kiss, which we held for quite some time. Now I failed to notice the red spreading over Cliff's face. "I'm so glad your friends here at work convinced you that you should wear this delightful gown when we get married."Now, at last, I noticed Cliff, but true to the character of. My dad started it, and we have continued it every time. Once we are done for the night, go up to the room and drink champagne for a few hours to unwind before bed. And never enough to get drunk, just a few glasses each. With four of us, that normally means one bottle a night. More, if we have more people. Sometimes there have been as many as seven of us, with the girls sharing the rooms and us guys sleeping on the couch.”“Uh-huh, you expect us to believe that?” Deana said with a grin.“Deana,. Small impulses create a soothing experience for the whole body. Now only the saree below her waist is on.I made her turn and lie on her stomach and to keep her hands above her head so that her boobs are visible in the sides and continued to massage at her ankles. I became naked freeing my hard dick. Her saree was half below her knees so I moved up to her calf muscles inserted my hands moving her saree up gradually.I moved on to her thighs squeezing and kissing. Now the saree was only on her.