She stepped out of them and put them on the bed. She’s got a 37-26-36 figure, good legs and a cheeky ass, reddish brown hair and a full unshaven bus...h of brown pubic hair. She sat down nude on the bed. I stood in front of her with my legs spread astride hers as she sat there with my erect cock pointed straight at her breasts. I had a good feel of her breasts and she tickled my balls and between my wide spread legs right under me with her fingertips. I tickled her nipples with the big soft head. Robin didn’t let Cyndi hang for too long before a smile burst on her face and Robin asked Cyndi to tell her exactly what it felt like. Sure she had seen it up close and personal but she wanted to know what it was like being on the receiving end. Cyndi did her best and she made it sound as if it was the most amazing thing ever, and for her it was.As Robin removed the corset, and the rest of the outfit, folding it up and placing it in a small pile on her dresser, she turned, looking at her. She then tossed her long black hair to one side and spit ontomy dick, and began to pump me off furiously with her right hand. Herbra clad tits jiggling beneath her, she then placed her mouth over theend of me, doing something to the head of my dick I'd never felt beforewith her tongue. This was by far the greatest blow job I'd ever had.Guilty as I may have felt, there was nothing I could do. I leaned backand moaned, grabbing the back of her head as my cum filled her greedythroat and she moaned. Hands slid up less intimate skin, the gesture no less heated for not passing over secret places. She turned to smile at him, her head nestled on his shoulder like a bird in a nest. Comfortable, yet tense in a way both recognized and needed to assuage. He kissed her, a light play of lips over lips, a tentative should we do this as they continued to stroke and murmur little words that meant nothing to anyone except themselves. And when she glanced over to see if their friend was awake, she knew.