Then I did something I'd never imagined myself doing: I lifted my cupped palm, looked at the white sauce, and, sticking out my tongue, started lapping... at my spunk. My nostrils flared at the tangy taste. I licked the puddle, then sucked the sticky jizz from my fingers.When I got home that evening, I told Ellen what I had done. Just relating to her what had happened got me stiff again. "Show me," she said. I dropped my pants right there in the living room, the old dick rigid, red, and raring to. ”“If you’ll just sign here,” he indicated as he set the tray down next to Andrea’s purse.“Sure,” I replied, scribbling my signature and handing him a ten. “Thanks,” I said, ushering him to the door.“Thank you, sir. That’s very generous.”“You’re welcome,” I said. “I appreciate your expeditiousness and service. Have a good evening.”“You, too, sir. Thanks again,” he said as I closed the door. I turned toward the bathroom door and knocked. “You can come out now,” I told Andrea.She stepped. Get dressed but leave off your underwear." What? Why?" Because now it's your turn." Yes, but... I can't." You watched me. Now do it! No bra or panties."Once again, I couldn't help myself. Being ordered to do something so dangerous and sexy was overwhelming. I couldn't refuse.I dressed again. I put on my blouse which was thin but only slightly see through and, after wiping myself, pulled on my trousers, which were very see through! I put my bra and pants in my handbag then said to her, "Ok, I am. It was Aaron bent over the table getting fucked and lickingthe sticky goo from me. He was getting his ass nailed from the last guythat just fucked me. Wow, I thought at this guy for being able to fuck meas hard as he did and then fuck Aaron as hard as he is. I was, also, gladto be having someone treat my ass with some tenderness after the fuckings Ijust took. It was short lived when the cock I had sucked earlier came backin the room and pulled me away from Aaron and off of the table. He.