Quickly I slipped hands under her bottom and clamped my mouth to her pussy, probing into the folds. I heard a sharp intake of breath and felt her hand... on each side of my head as she tried to lift me away. Previously I would have let her do this and slid my shaft, willingly, into her. However, she was trapped ! I continued lapping, probing with my tongue and, very, very, gently, nipping at her clitoris which was still a little swollen from last night. Her hands relaxed and I started to hear. My tongue playfully flicked against the eye of his cock before I began to take more into my mouth. He leaned back against the worktop as I started to work my magic on him. My big brown eyes met his once again as I rocked my head back and forth on his shaft. With one hand I started to fondle his swollen balls and with the other I slowly stroked him into my mouth.His dick began to leak with a delightful treat as I sucked him quicker. I wanted his sperm. My tongue started to rotate around his. Once home we first relaxed. It soon was 4pm and we decided to make dinner while having a few drinks together.After dinner we got a drink and then moved, sitting down next to each other on the couch in the lounge. Switching the 7 scene dvd on. I chose scene 6. We watched the dvd together, it was a bathroom scene, where the woman gets home from work and catches her butler jerking off in her shower. Making us both rather horny. It ended and we then moved to start acting it out. I walked upstairs. The last thing in the world Arlene felt like was attending a party - especially one of the typically raucous kind the Carters gave - but she politely accepted, figuring that she could put in a quick appearance and slip quietly home.She arrived at the party a little before nine. She wondered if she had dressed too sexily. Her dark green, one-piece dress had a hemline halfway up her thighs. The neckline dove all the way down to her navel, exposing the white cleavage between her lovely breasts..