I could see their tongues dart into each other mouths, their male and female saliva mix copiously as they sucked on each others tongue, hers a shade m...ore pink, her youth having not had time to darken that sensitive organ, with the pleasures of life, indeed all her womanly attributes were light pink, her tongue being the first, soon her nipples and inner labia would follow, their exposure surely immanent, as she rose and sighed with each experienced maneuver, her knuckles white as she gripped. ..I felt I had found him at last, when I was already tired of looking. I took a brief minute to ask myself if it was worth it. I was too tired perhaps. There was nothing this stranger could tell me to make me believe in anything again. And then, looking at his eyes,I realized with infinite relief he would not ask anything and neither would I, for that matter. There wouldn`t be any fake breakfasts, no pseudo-romantic dinners, no candlelight to hide anything.No need to hide anything from those. I could feel his tongue rubbing against it.” “And you’re upset because of a little finger sucking.” She looked at him with a face of pure misery. She looked away, down at the floor. “I came.” “You came. You mean you had an orgasm?” She nodded silently. “Not just damp panties this time.” “No. It was the real thing.” “This is the first time I ever heard of anybody coming because they had their finger sucked,” he said, trying to suppress a smile. “You’d better start taking this seriously, Kevin.”. Precum was leaking out in large quantity. Karen, was sitting on the couch and came up behind me and said “I am going to bed. I think you two need alone time”. She kissed my cheek and then went to Btit and kissed her cheek. She came back to me and said one last thing. “go easy and slow” and then left. When Karen left , Brit moved closer to me. We were laughing at the game and tried to use the pretense of nothing going on. When she scored points, she put her left hand on my thigh in excitement..