We joked about playing such a game, and where the heated bodies would end up. I secretly loved the idea. I had fantasies involving both Pam and Steve ...or a long time now. The idea if burying my face into Pam's wet snatch; Or devouring Steve's hard hot cock. I could feel my face turn to a bright crimson, as the thoughts ran over and over in my head. My nipples tingled and my slick slit ached. I moved a bit hoping to relieve the pressure building in my pussy. I hadn't realized that Pam had gotten. And work he did, taking forever to do the simple job of working a button out of a buttonhole.He pulled each side of the now split waistband to the side, making the zipper accessible. He took it between his finger and thumb, lifting the tab so he could pull it down.His cell phone rang. He sat up and said, "Hang on a minute." Hi, Myra, what can I do for you?" Really? Jill didn't mention that. How did it go?" That's good. I completely forgot about the address book. I'm glad she was there to remind. Shut up you little slut. I know you like it. Beg me to go deep. No, I'll never beg you. I can make you beg me he said. He pulled out again and started sucking my pussy. Oh god, he sucked so good. He sucked hard on my clit and pussy lits til they got swollen and fat. I orgasmed. Now beg me to fuck you, he said and say Sir. Oh please Sir, fuck my pussy, you fucker Sir. No he said. You haven't begged me nicely enough. And he went back to sucking my pussy. Now this is my kind of guy. A guy who gets. His tongue pressed into her mouth, she met it with hers, and almost fainted with delight. Wild new sensations rocked her slim frame. After a long time, Mr. Tilton broke the kiss and put her down. Debbie’s heart was pounding. She was sure Mr. Tilton had to be able to hear it. He began to caress and stroke her lank form, stoking the fires of passion already smoldering there to white-hot intensity. Her legs were so rubbery she was afraid she’d fall. Now he was tugging at her sleeveless tank top,.