Almost simultaneously, they both ordered, “lick”, Ben’s heavy tongue strokes all but lifting Tina’s light slim body off the grass as she gurgled and squealed, almost toppling face first into the grass. I slid my fingers a little lower then in, just above her twitching starfish, and glided upwards, craning my head forward I could see her tight cunt in the flickering fire light, her loose gaping panty legs giving me a cock flexing view of her tight smooth labia, a glint of moisture at her hole, a shadow coming from the barn. I laughed at her remark, “well, she might want to join you!” Di laughed, “I doubt it, she’d be too scared of going to hell”, then added as an afterthought, “kinda caught my dad being a bit pervy a couple times though” and giggled.
