It was clear to her I was talking about the area below the beltline of her Bermuda shorts."Maybe a little bit lower," Tess agreed. "But don't go more ...than three or four inches farther down from my -- from my waistline."She loosened the Bermudas in the front and I allowed her to define the "three or four inches" by how far down she allowed the Bermudas to go.It wasn't all that far, but a delicious curve of her lower left hip appeared. This was Tessian Territory I'd never before seen. Maybe, I. She lovingly bu firmly raised my fat dick slightly with her fingers while her tongue almost pulled the bulbous, mushrooming head into her mouth. She started on the head and then worked slowly down, stopping to bob back up a couple of times. I rested my hands on her head and fought off pushing her head down at all – some small part of my brain realizing she didn’t need any help from me for her technique. ‘Fuck, baby, I love when you suck my dick. Uh… I know you like it because when I touch you. I don’t even touch myself there, except when I bathe.” Gently patting her pussy, I softly told her, “It’ll be alright. I’m not going to fuck you tonight. You will still be a virgin when you leave here. You gave me two pretty decent blow-jobs. I just want to return the favor. You deserve a reward for learning so quickly.” She looked surprised, and asked, “You mean a guy can give a girl a blow-job?” “Sort of. Now lay back and relax.” After another big gulp of her screwdriver, she laid back down.. She looked into the kitchen as Evan and her husband kept drinking, Evan pouring and him drinking them. When finally she had waved goodbye to the last couple she went to look for her husband.She eventually found him, being helped.. Well dragged if she was honest, up the stairs to towards the bedrooms.“Great” Jacqui said coollyEvan laughed, “He is great value isn’t he? He is totally wasted.”Jacqui helped as best she could manoeuvre her husbands frame up the remaining stairs and onto the top of.