Kissing his way up her legs to get to her pussy. He thinks to himself. It’s been awhile since I have done this to anyone, but she smells so good. He... touches her and works her panties off in between kisses. He can feel as he runs a finger over her covered pussy. He whispers, ‘You are so wet.’ She smiles and tells him, ‘It’s been awhile.’ They both know that she is really turned on by him. He kisses her again and feels her wet panties as he tries to work them off which she does. Once they are. Whatever we were. Beings with incredible powers, powers that were fueled by sexual energy we drained from our lovers in the throes of ecstasy. It was like some pathetic deranged person's warped fantasy.But it was a damned nice fantasy. If that made me pathetic, so be it.I tapped Dom on the shoulder and told him to make room. He huffed and looked like he was going to protest, but after a few seconds, finally pulled his thick slab of meat out of our mother's mouth. I shuffled over, taking his. He was quiet impressed and we arranged to meet here.We hit off very well. We were laughing and joking merrily, I moved my foot and brushed on Sushma’s. While chatting normally she pushed my foot with her foot until it reached her thighs. I needed no further invitation, I pushed my toe in her pouring cunt and rubbed. She was not wearing panty.Restaurant was sparsely crowded.Manoj looked at Sushma and asked her “What do you think? Does he pass muster?”Sushma smiled seductively “I think he is. Not much other than sleeping with a very impressive erection," she laughed, "Guess I didn't finish it earlier." I realized I was still naked from our earlier sex, and that the bed covers were completely off of me. She took a long and sexy drag from her cigarette, and said, "So, did you like the outfit I wore to work the other day?" Naturally, I said I did, and she wanted to know what I liked about it. I was busy looking at just how full her 40C breasts and curvy thighs and belly looked, and I.