My fingers were moving really fast in and out and she was now moaning really loud but I wasn’t going to stop. My fingers were moving really fast, th...en pushing all the way in and pushing the fingertips against her g-spot. Her moan was now a long continuous one. Her pussy grabbed my fingers, and squeezed them. My sliding has gotten faster and faster, and her moans louder and louder. I knew she was ready so I go for it one more time; my fingers moved very fast for a little longer then I pushed. Now, it is something to enjoy and experience as it is happening. Come to think of it, yeah, maybe I do. I know that Mitch and I will start laughing if something odd happens or something becomes clumsy and awkward. Rather than pretending it didn’t happen, or feeling embarrassed, it seems more natural to laugh, giggle, or give him a swat if he goes in the wrong hole. We don’t stop, we just recognize that other things are happening, physically and in our brains. It seems that denying that would be. Placing her cheek against his hard, warm chest she pressed herself close breathing deeply his scent. "I've tried it both ways and it definitely does. When you deny your body physical satisfaction, you automatically start to rely on your spirit to fill the gaps." It's just a pain in the ass is all." Brushing the blonde waves of her shoulder length hair away from her face. "Oh well, it's only once every six weeks right?" Yep, unless we do the full moons too." She pulled away, feeling the moment. Today Leslie was about 10 yards behind her. Jodie was wearing tight blue jeans today. Jodie’s tight ass in those blue jeans was a beautiful site. Leslie arrived home and went straight to her room. Jodie had gotten her very horny as she would everyday. Leslie quickly jumped on her bed. She slowly spreaded her legs. She began to caress her naked legs and thighs under her skirt. ‘Oh Jodie.’ she moaned. Then Leslie lied back. She slowly pulled her skirt up. Then Leslie pushed her hand on top of her.