. the man seems to enjoy my work, so i startto passionately lick, and then gently kiss and then suck each of hisballs in turn... i notice that you are... now naked, and you begin to kissthe man, your obviously wet and aroused slit towering above my face asi service his balls... you pull my face to your crotch, and demand thati lick you... my tongue licks up and down your wet slit, and i nibblegently on the outer lips, then tongue you deeply...Now aroused, you both sit down on the couch... you. We were eating the chicken salad on rye with Swiss cheese I made and drinking a few beers. George had put his shorts back on and I was leaning back on him and he reached down and pinched my nipple and said don’t you like clothes? I said yes but not when I’m with you and rolled over and smiled at him as I kissed my way down his chest and stomach until I got to his shorts and unbuttoned them George stood up and took them off and said when in Rome…he laid back on his elbows. His cock was resting. He looked over at me a couple of times and all I could do was smile wondering/hoping that she would find a way to fulfill one of her fantasies. The rain wasn't letting up and her nipples were getting very hard and very visible even through her sports bra. Our new friend asked if she was getting cold and she told him a little cold but mostly horny, she could use some body heat for a start. He looked a bit shocked and looked at me, I said she gets that way around blond guys and I really didn't. There were a couple of guys I liked, and wanted to get to know better, like they did in 1967.The moment we were back in Lucas' house, he was on the phone talking about investments. I didn't have a clue of what they were talking about: shorts, puts, calls, and other things I didn't understand. The phone exchange was volatile with shouting and swearing. Apparently he was talking to his brother, Dexter, and they clearly were not on the same page.Lucas angrily threw his phone on the bar, fixing.