I paused and looked at her face, she was ready.Went in and kissed her chin, cheeks and ear lobes. She made a low noise. It was time to feel those lips... against mine, aaahhh yes perfect, sweet taste of heaven, it was soft moist with a nervous tongue trying to find its way. It was time for me to make that satisfying noise. My hands were around her trying to get her closer; her hands were around my neck enjoying the moment. We stopped after a minute; my hands were feeling her belly already, her. “Take off your clothes” she said. I had started to take my shirt off, when I felt another pair of hands on my shirt. I looked up to see Alice. Her hands were take a slow time getting my shirt off. She stopped to squeeze my right breast . Then in one flashed move she had me standing in front her in my bra and underwear.She laid me back on the bed. She crawled up next to me. She had started purring in my ear. I could feel the wettines between my legs. Alice had got on top of me and started. Then the music changed to something slower,and my wife started to go back to the chairs when Dottie grabbed her arm, and said,” come on one dance.” “I really don’t..” Really? I’m not going to bite you. My wife relented, and Dottie put her arms around her, pressing her tits into my wife’s.Soon,Dottie was pulling her closer ,and nuzzling her neck “You know you are beautiful.” she said. “Right a water buffalo,....before she could finish Dottie covered her mouth with hers. Shocked she tried to pull. .and loud and brash, was thevoice from the loveliest, most robust of the Women in the Orgy “Well, come on down here booty inspector and give us what we need!”And with that, dick poised with the grace of an Olympic Diver just before launch, bent in a crouch, then launched himself full-armed into the naked, writhing pit of Sex-giving women in a graceful swan-dice that only Dick Jones could have erotically executed, with his dick slicing through the air like butter and acting as a tiller&rudder.