''''wooooo dude stop what the fuck stop''pulling me on my stomach on his lap, my arm in my back holding them in place''im so done listening to your ex...cuses , i told you, Slap slap Slap, oh no you dont get away from this ''''dude dude wtf stop please ahhhh ouchhhh ouchhhh fuck man your crazy ''my sweat pants down ass up him just smacking it holding my arms with his big toned hand''you gonna start to listen , im so fucking done with that attitude ''slaping my ass hard making me yell for him to. I saw that the TV at the foot of the bed was on. When I was able to focus on it I saw that it looked like a shot of the living room below. My wife was sitting on the couch between Mike and Natalie and she did not look happy. I couldn’t hear what they were saying until I realized that it said “mute” in the bottom corner of the screen. I quickly looked around and found the remote on the bedside table and slowly turned it up.“…just want to go home.” My wife said as the volume got loud enough to. I was sitting on one couch, my girlfriend on the other. I had managed to convince my girlfriend to ditch her panties for this night out, and every time she leaned forward to grab a bottle, that short dress moved up enough for me to catch a glimpse of her shaved pussy. We didn't get up to dance much out of fear that someone would steal our bottles of booze when we weren't at the table, so we just drank and enjoyed the music pounding out of the club's speakers. I wasn't too worried about the fact. Maneuvering myself down the bed, Ellen seemed to know exactly what I wanted to do and she spread her legs to let me get between them so that my face was at her open crotch.Her pussy looked every bit as lovely as it did when she was fifteen. The outer lips still full and the moist, inner lips just showing as I placed my mouth to it and kissed it."Yes!" Ellen screamed and I let my eager tongue enter her femininity, probing deeply into her hot, sweetly gushing opening and then up her slit and over.