So whydon't you show me what you can do, okay?"I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I knew it was true. I mean theentire time Janie and I had been t...gether, I had tried to get her toallow me to lick her pussy. To try give her orgasms that way, especiallysince I didn't seem to give her any with my cock. But after a few times,she told me it didn't appeal to her. She felt odd having me lick her downthere, especially when we kissed afterwards. So I didn't get to do it,despite my repeated attempts. His hands going around my body where he allowed my breasts rest upon his hands. All the time kissing my neck working down my shoulder. Stopping just above my breasts. Then he brought his fingers to my nipples slightly twisting them to my sheer enjoyment. My head laid back on his chest my body was resting ever so slightly on him. ‘Abigail Abigail? Where are you? I called your name four times you didn’t answer. Oh I see the bath takes your mind away doesn’t it? It’s such luxury shower you will be. The voices and footsteps are gone; you pull me up and turn me around again, bending me over all the forgotten papers and folders on your desk. You slip off the sheer underwear, letting it catch on my heels as they hit the floor. With those extra couple inches I am the perfect height, and without warning, you slide your cock into my tight pussy. You use one hand to pull me into you and the other to cover my mouth, not letting air in. Instantly you are gratified by a new wave of wetness that is. She continued laughingly, "I'm not the only one in this room who stinks. I'll meet you in the kitchen for a glass of wine in a little." She whisked through the door and made her way toward her bathroom.Sam stood for a minute with her chestnut shoulder-length hair stuck to her wherever it touched her skin and looked at the sheen of sweat that covered her. She sniffed and said to the air, "You're absolutely right Amy, I stink too."Sam ran down the hall and into her room, where she showered and.