The gusset was slippery with her juices and looking towards her as she lay there I noticed the wet sheen of her fluids on her lovely thighs and vagina...l opening as she slowly and gently touched her clitoris watching me. Intrigued, I knelt on the bed end and, on all fours, advanced as I knew she wanted me to, down and towards her waiting wetness. Once more as I lapped at her pussy she told me how much she'd dreamt of these moments for so long; so, as I was once more the proud owner of a stiff. Her dedicated attention to her gardening had managed to keep her figure in excellent shape and she attributed the lack of droop in her bum and her still slightly perky nipples to the fact she had never borne a child due to her husband's lack of sufficient "swimmers" to get the job done.From their name tags, Fiona determined that the girl with the horrible blue streaks in her hair was called Doris and the girl with all the giggles was called Amy. They both looked to be distressingly young,. Weird, I had talked to her once for three minutes and I was jealous of her. But that guy was a slime ball with greasy hair and crappy clothes. She deserved better.Things got mixed up a bit when she started making out with the girl, a petite blond. The blond was all over Isabel, it looked like they were going to start scissoring right there and then. The two guys watched, one sort of interested, the other (the one that had been rubbing up against her) sort of pissed. When the girls came up for. Irene looked at the open bedroom door and made her decision. Laying down on the other side of Matt, she saw the contented look on Jodi’s face.“May I have a turn?” she asked Jodi politely.“Sure,” Jodi replied, directing Matt’s only half-stiff cock towards her, even though she wanted to tell the Bitch to take a hike off a tall cliff.“Thank you,” Irene replied.“You’re welcome. Would you like me to return the favor from earlier and eat you to an orgasm?” Jodi asked wanting to show Matt that she.