‘Avanti’.As I entered the room a woman stood up from behind a desk.“Welcome to the Sisterhood. I am Mother Anthea. How may I help you?”Her acc...ent revealed Italian was not her native tongue, but I could not make a guess of her home country. She wore a cowl over her head, but from what I could see of her hair it was dark brown, as were her eyes. Her face was a lighter brown, not too far distant from the honey gold of Paloma, although I doubted the woman in front of me was an Oriental.Her garment. This gave my own cock a reason to wake, and liked the thought of playing with a man again.Still sitting by the kitchen table, I lowered my hand to the buttons on my jeans, and slowly undid them, with Peter following suit as he undid his belt and lowered the zip. In unison, we slid hands inside, and pulled out our cocks, which I have to say grew rapidly once in free air.We watched as each other slowly stroked our own shafts. He was about the same length and girth as me, and had neatly trimmed. Suddenly, she pulls me closer to her and sticks her tongue into my belly button!Oh, how I love it when she does this! I get a tingling sensation in my pussy that travels down my inner thighs and goes all the way to my toes!Krissy swirls her tongue around for a few seconds while I softly moan, then she releases her grip from my ass cheeks and runs her hands up to my breasts. She fondles them for a few moments, then slides her hands down to my hips and makes me turn around.She loves looking at my. I let her talk while I listened. She made some comments about their sex life was very good and satisfying. She glanced at me to ask, "Are you going steady with a girl?" No one special at this time," I quickly responded."Too bad you aren't getting any loving. Hey! My drink is empty. How about another one," she loudly exclaimed."OK, I'll get it right now," I said as I jumped up, took the glass from her outstretched hand and went in the kitchen. As I walked into the kitchen, I realized I was.