I had been spending some hot, exciting time chatting with a couple of friends on Lush.It made me super horny, and I texted Jack to see when he’d be ...ome. I needed him. He replied that he’d be about an hour, but suggested I go ahead and start without him.Our relationship is solid, jealousy-free, and totally open. I knew what he meant.I texted a couple of regulars. Rob and Mark were reliable, sexy guys that we’d kept as close friends for a long time. Both were available and eagerly accepted my. I couldn't concentrate on just kissing him, and two minutes into our make-out session, I gently parted my lips from his and looked at her.I didn't speak and watched her keep going at me nonstop. She even brought back her other hand and grabbed my thighs to hold me tight. That she could fuck the shit out of me even better. Needless to say, Eric didn't get jealous. "Oh, yes, get your mommy's snatch, you beauty. Holy shit, this is to die for, I swear, Britney. Every guy likes girl/girl sex, but. Since we were all staying over, we had a place to crash, so we went upstairs and as soon as the bedroom door closed, I helped her pull her little dress right off over her head, so all she was wearing was a shiny black thong. I could see her camel toe shaping the material and felt my cock stiffen.Her tits were perfect. Firm, perky and tanned, with little brown nipples. I set to work on them and slipped a hand into her tiny knickers. She undid my shirt and was rubbing my chest and working my. Her fingers sank into the wetness with ease and she mewled at the feeling. She couldn't remember the last time her pussy had been this wet. When her fingers were covered with juices, she brought her hand to her face and smelled herself, closing her eyes and relishing the thick, musky odor. She wondered if her sister's pussy smelled like hers and hoped that she had the chance before she left to find out. Enjoying the smell of her juices, Elizabeth proceeded to slip her wet fingers into her.