“Lick.”He tentatively leaned forward, brushing his tongue over my asshole.He didn’t want to. I knew, but I wanted to play with my reluctant litt...e sex toy.He started to lick harder and harder, he pushed the tip of his tongue against my asshole and started to push it in. “That’s it, shove your tongue in”I pushed back against his face. I felt him hesitate a little, but he reluctantly kept licking and tonguing. As his tongue was darting in and out of my tight asshole, I started to rub my clit,. His left arm wrapped around me, his hand cupping my right breast. I could feel his hand gently squeezing and my nipple harden. I could hear his breathing quicken as he started to nibble on the side of my ear, intermittently kissing and biting with his teeth. His right arm wrapped around my lower body, pulling my bum closer and tighter into him. His fingers pushed against my pubic bone, gently sliding up and down, sending sensations that felt like lightning bolts through me. Suddenly I wanted. Right?”I thought about what he said. I hadn’t had a lot of time to assess young Miss Featherstone’s motives. She had been sucked under the train wheels too quickly for me to even pay attention to her.“It doesn’t make any sense,” I said.“I could have seen it if she had prodded some people lower down,” the professor said. “That’s just upward mobility at its finest. I could see if she had framed her argument around gender inequity in Nashville and noted that it doesn’t seem to affect some people.. I tried not to look but I did notice that Pollys eyes didnt leave his groin area. He recovered quickly and re wrapped the towel around him, and then apologized for the awkward moment. It was no drama to us, even if my wife did end up getting a good look at his cock. We all had a chuckle, then poured ourselves another wine and relaxed again. Chris sat back down beside Polly and asked if she would rub some 30+ coconut oil onto his back so he didnt burn. She agreed and sat up and poured some.