His fingers dance along my inner thighs and touch barely my bald pussy.My breathing is heavy as his fingers play with my clit. I raise my head, nod an...d smile to let him know that he must not stop. I lower my head and close my eyes, his hand grabs one breast and begins to twist my nipple. I squeal and squirm slightly while his other hand rubs my sweet pot harder.Mark kisses my lips gently then with more vigor. My tongue reaches for his while he continues to massage my breasts and clit. His hands. As their knees began to buckle from the force of their release, they were quickly brought back to earth with the sound of applause. Turning to see Rachael and David standing in the doorway, all they could do was laugh as their faces turned red from feeling a little embarrassed.“Come on you two, don’t let us interrupt anything” David laughed, as Richard quickly pulled up his pants and ushered them both into the room, making sure that this time he closed the door properly. Pointing Rachael in the. Phebe sighed as she stood up, squirming to adjust her panties. 'Too quick. I'm hornier now,' she thought.In the kitchen, three guys were standing around with George. "Hey, let me introduce you to Phebe. She'll be helping us out tonight so we can focus on poker. This is Art, Pete and Zeke. Tony and Craig should be showing up any minute."Phebe picked up a glass of zinfandel wine and took a lady-like sip. Zeke was a hunk! Tall, black with thick lips, short hair and a muscular frame. He looked. “If I taste so good, why aren’t you diving in so you can taste more of it?” she asked, choosing not to let him in on the secret.“That is a very good question,” he admitted. He stopped wondering about why she tasted so good, accepted it for what it was and went about tasting more of it.Harry pressed his tongue against her and ran it up and down, not unlike he was licking an ice cream cone. There was nothing innovative about this technique, but Fleur had never been with anyone who seemed to.