With a soft moan of "I must taste you!" Emily turned and buried her face between Kim's firm thighs, her straight black hair falling forward and presen...ing a stunning contrast with Kim's milky flesh.Connie wasted not a moment. She quickly scooted around on the bed and began kissing and caressing Emily's taut flesh. Her lips worked their way down Emily's beautifully arched spine while her hands wandered over her sleek flesh. She reached beneath Emily to take one tiny, pebble-hard nipple in her. Denise and I gave each other suggestions on how to make it last. She showed me how she circles her fingertip around and around on the head and I had her rub little circles around that real sensitive place right underneath the head. It was really fun to trade sexy ideas on how to make our masturbating of our husbands the best.We went for about forty-five minutes, the guys were groaning pretty constantly by then and we asked them if they were ready and they both wanted to cum. So we both put more. In the dream hermother made tea, oblivious to it all and apparently deaf and unableto hear, but as she sipped her tea she said she didn't want to hearand appeared to have gone quietly insane. Overcome with helplesnessand rage, she would wake up sweating. She said she once had a dream about me. I was standing in adark room smiling at her. She said my eyes were very large andvery dark, almost gigantic, and they glowed in the dark room. Asshe stepped toward me she became very small and felt faint,. Once I stopped. I found my head resting on Amy's thighs my face by her stomach. She was stroking my hair and hushed me. I moved my face away wiping my tears from my face, as soon as I open my eyes I see her smiling, still stroking my head. Wiping away the remaining tears my face releases. Going off topic but. Remember when you were a child and when you cried in your bed you somehow automatically fall asleep. That nearly happened with me. My head still resting on Amy's thighs, she still stroking.