I fondled the soft, generous cheeks of her arse and ran my fingers down the soft, slippery fuzzy lips of her pussy. “Sleep well?” I said as I lifted the seat. My cock slowly died, drooping and wilting and coming to rest on my belly. When the fingers came out, they were glistening. I admired myself in the mirror. As Jo’s muscles relaxed, Mo’s tightened. Jo licked the rest of my cum from Mo’s cheek and again exchanged it with her. I fondled the soft, generous cheeks of her arse and ran my fingers down the soft, slippery fuzzy lips of her pussy. She had shaved her pussy! I turned over and my face buried into the delicious smell of sweet herbs that was Josie’s silky, tousled hair. I started to rub it as furiously as she had wanked me. I lapped them up avidly, the tip of my tongue probing the opening of her vagina. She slipped a hand down through the hair and started to rub her middle finger slowly up and down the slit of her quim. But my dick was almost numb. I could
