To endure the agony of not knowing. Ryan is prepared. Ryan's hands would be the instruments of Gina's undressing. Would we kiss? We may kiss. Would th... senses we have in our mouths find enjoyment Yes, we would taste each other at last?Would Gina enjoy the subtle mixing of our labored breathing? Would Gina enjoy the warm, wet lust that fills each of our mouths? Would Gina permitted our lips to part. Encouraging, although would both our tongues, know of these secrets already?Could Gina survive. " The closer I got to my climax, the faster I moved and the dirtier my mouth got. "Fuck me, you bastard, feed me, give it to me, more, more..." I was riding his shaft up and down and it seemed as the more I came down the farther he would go inside of me. I felt him as his cock exploded inside of me and I felt his cock pulsing as he throbbed and gave me more of his semen. When I felt him climaxing my own climax hit, it hit hard and I lost it. "YES, YES ALL OF IT, GIVE IT ALL TO ME, EVERY DROP,. And they seemed to enjoy the game as much as I did.First off, Sue told me to go and strip off as, ever the practical housewife, she didn’t want me getting the massage oils all over my clothes. When I was face down and suitably naked with only a towel to cover my modesty, Grace started the massage with Sue directing her which parts of my body to massage. Sue had told Grace to pick up my laptop and place it on the bedside table next to my head.Placed like that, Sue’s face was right next to me,. But I did have a boyfriend at Georgia Tech, an ex-boyfriend I was quick to point out. Soon suspicion passed me by, and a different girl was picked out as being the target, except she had a rock solid alibi as well. She'd gone home to New Orleans to see her sister's new baby, and had dated and time-stamped pictures to prove it.That brought the attention back to me. I started sweating things a bit. I'd been very stupid, and my reputation was at risk. In the South that reputation is everything..