Here is my response.I finally have some time where I can get away to meet up and I contact you to nail down the details. Still a bit insecure and nerv...ous, I ask if we can meet up at a local bar and have a drink together to settle my nerves. You agree. I wear a short flowery dress which provides easy access and a great view of my cleavage. When I arrive, I text you and discover you are already inside. The bar is pretty packed but you have managed to secure us a booth in the back corner. As I. Another minute of that and he pulled them out and lifted my butt a little higher.To my surprise he buried his face in my ass crack and began licking it up and down it, pressing his tongue flat against my hole. I suddenly knew why Tatum had had me lick his. I couldn’t help but moan. He continued his attack with his tongue, forcing it in where his fingers had just been.Tatum almost yelled, “Yeah, Stewart, eat out his ass good. Get it good and hot for your fat cock.”He flopped down on the bed. She was so worked up by now that her lips wereopen and her juices were plainly visible. There was no longer any question of what would happen,just how often. As I drove the boat towards a desertedsection of the lake, Paul and Mark used my wife timeand time again. Paul was first. Not ten seconds afterher bikini bottom passed her ankles; Paul had driveninto her in one stroke and was slowly pumping in andout of her sopping cunt. Up until now, Mark had displayed remarkable patience,but that was. . I prefer to believe that it has something to do with his getting hit by lightning twice when he was still in school. I had met him back when he was the boyfriend of a former roommate. (Who he is now married to.)We've done quite a few things together (camping, paintball, card games, and so on) and became very good friends. Of course, the fact that I hadn't had that many friends to begin with made his friendship that much closer. He had mentioned something one time about there being two.