Her pussy tasted slightly soapy, but it had that salty caramel taste that he had noted the night before as well. She began to rock her hips back and ...orth against him. He didn’t want his wife to feel left out. It was difficult to get his hand turned around and where he wanted it; not because it was awkward, but because he was trying to split his concentration. He backed off Alicia a bit until he had his fingers splayed through his wife’s bush and thumb had found her clit. She began to moan. "Yes," Toppsy admitted. "It is delicious." Toppsy found that she was rabidly eager for more. "Let me eat her. I wanna eat her cock." "Go ahead," Tiffany urged. "She's all yours." Tiffany pulled away, as Toppsy stood up next to Jordan. She pressed her body, and her huge heavy tits into Jordan's flesh. Standing close together like this, Jordan's prick was pushed so that it pointed straight up at the ceiling between them. Toppsy reached down and kept her hands on Jordan's heavy balls. . My face still sat in his hand and as I tried to make sense of the situation I noticed he was breathing in my aroma, deeply inhaling the scent of my hair. I could feel his breath against my neck; it warmed the goose bumps that had arrived moments earlier, easing them a little.“Do you want me to?” He asked.Confusion reigned in my mind. I knew what he meant but the question seemed open ended. Perhaps it was the sudden rush of adrenalin that accompanied my relief that caused me to react in such. You know what I would like to do, but I will only do it with you. If you say no, I will forget it," she said to me."And always wonder," It was more of a statement from me."Probably," she said quickly."I will answer you with a story," I told her.She frowned.I said to her,"This started with a story, and my story is true, and about the other night. Now let me tell you the story, and with it you will have my answer."She nodded her agreement, and I continued."I left out a bit about the party. Don't.