I walked toward her, unconsciously putting my hands out, palms up, wanting to calm her.“Hi, Ceil, it’s, uh, nice to meet you. You’re a lovely gi...rl. Can I maybe get you two something from the minibar? A Coke?”Ceil did take a Coke, but Toby asked for a beer and I gave him a can of Heineken. I seldom let him drink, but this seemed like an exceptional set of circumstances. After handing Ceil the can, I sat next to her on the bed. Her shoulders came up a little, but she didn’t move away, not that. Like that, tongues lolling over each other, nipples growing lustily Susie could not be sure which pair of the four nipples indenting the warm breast cushions were hers bellies squashing snugly, pubic hair brushing thighs, they twined arms about each other's backs, hugging tighter, pulsing on a shared heartbeat.Susie recalled her puzzlement yesterday about her apparent lesbian streak. Right now it seemed pure affection, love for dear, generous Rita, who had so wholeheartedly welcomed her to this. She would slap it away and tell him to watch the movie. He would groan because she was teasing him. Each time his hand would go over her breast or butt or try to play with her pussy she would groan was well but she tried to hide it. Her pussy however yelled at her for not allowing him to continue to play with it. The whole game lasted awhile until she felt his dick was practically busting out of the zipper of his dress slacks. Finally she decided to be nice and zipped his zipper and unbuttoned. I leaned back on the couch as she climbed and mounted me. She grabbed my cock and rubbed her pussy lips with the tip a few times, then with her feet on the couch facing me she slid my long big black cock into her warm tight wet meaty pussy. She pushed down, then came back up, each time gasping as if to catch her breath. She thrust and wiggled her hips, with every thrust she gets wetter, and moans louder. It's half way in, she's working it in deeper. She slides up and down, her pussy lips.