I guess it was inevitable. "You have a great ass," I said. "I want to bury my face in it." I kissed both of her butt cheeks and heard her sighs. "Feel... so nice," I repeated over and over. It was time to give in. I just couldn't resist her anymore and the thought of my first pussy licking got me all nervous. I wanted to do it right and was a bit apprehensive, what if I wasn’t doing it correct? A wave of hotness went over me. My own pussy was soaked; I'd never been so stirred up in my life. Maybe we could turn up something. You know what I'd really like to find, though?" What?" Tiffany asked."What would really be neat would be to turn up a bitch or two from Alaska. One that's run the Iditarod a couple of times, so we'd know it was a good dog, and even maybe know something about the lineage, rather than the shots in the dark we're going to have to take otherwise." That would be great," Tiffany agreed. "Maybe one that's getting a little old for the race, but is good for a couple of. On many occasion I used to observe her as not only because of a beautiful face but also good healthy boobs, sense of dressing, style of wearing saree where her curves are visible, very well shaped buttock, smooth and fair skin. Even She used stare at me as I am very fair, handsome ( I am into modeling ), tall. During monsoon season one particular day, evening my wife went to her mothers place and I was alone watching television rather surfing the channel at around 7 our maid come to house as. ”I pulled my hands away from my two lovers.“No! Put it back. Put it back,” Whitney moaned.“That’s not the way it works,” Lissa laughed. “As long as you are competing, no orgasms.”“When this is over, will you fuck me?” Whitney sighed.“Not until I’m out as well,” I said.“I might help,” Lissa said. “Unless you are too gone on boys now to bother with your girlfriend.”“Any time, Lissa,” Whitney said. She hopped out of bed to run around to Lissa’s side and crawl in behind her. I shifted over so Lissa.