I remember. ‘I can’t last too much longer,’ I croaked. My tongue slipped easily between her outer pussy lips; then at the opening to her love canal, I probed forward and felt the tip of my tongue enter her. Jon made short films of these encounters for her, but they weren’t for distribution – only for her private collection. I began by kissing the inside of her right thigh; starting about six inches from her pussy and kissing and licking almost to her pussy lips; then changing to her left thigh. She pulled her shift over her head and dropped it to the floor. This sure isn’t the way I would script this movie.’
Jan had taken advantage of my surprise; my nipple was still smarting, and she had scooted from under me. As I moved my lips to her right breast my eyes were drawn to the sight of the top of Jan’s head bobbing up and down below Sally’s belly.
