"You are so beautiful, Emily. You shouldn't be shy about your body."Then an incredible thing happened. He was kissing the inside of my thigh closer an... closer to my sex. I knew this is what the girl in the movie was having. When his lips touched my pussy, I moaned again and this was just the beginning. He licked my lips; he licked the crack between my leg and my lips; his tongue licked between my lips and I was already having an orgasm. His tongue reached the place near my opening and I cried. She said she was okay and had picked up a little too heavy loads. She was smiling and grinning and looking at me from now on.I talked it out further. I found out where she works, what here interests are and talk about a hell lot of other things. She had those luscious lips on that small, cute, pretty face of hers. Damn, I just wanted to fuck. We exchanged numbers and start texting each other.The chats got pretty naughty. We’d discuss kinks and which sex positions were the best. One day she. I picked her up from her condo and headed to the restaurant where I went to karaoke. I was called up to sing an Elvis song I picked out, as I sang I saw her eyes glued to me with a "more than friends" look. She stood up and clapped after I got done singing and gave me a hug. Her boobs squeezed against my chest. About a half hour later, she got up to sing, her voice was like an angel's voice. My jaw hit the floor when I heard her sing. When she finished signing, I stood up and gave her a. I knew Susan was a typical bored housewife looking for anything to do and she would go for it. I asked her and some friends if they would be willing "spice up" the atmosphere in our bar by waitressing in shorts and bikini’s. Well we all know about Susan, but my other friend Sasha was a recent Russian émigré who was looking for an American husband. She would have no problem with that this summer. She was a six foot tall, blond Scandinavian beauty with a great body and an outgoing friendly.