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My wish is granted a moment later but not by the hands that are already on my thighs but by a new hand that traces my pussy lips making me realise that I am dripping wet as the new hand spreads my juices around my pussy. The fingers of the new hand have made a few circles around my pussy and I’m desperate for them to pay attention to my clit or even penetrate me but they don’t what does happen is a new sensation on both of my nipples which can only be described as a wet tongue circling and flicking over each of my nipples at the same time. The spirit doesn’t need to take the hands away from my boobs as the tongues start playing with my nipples so I have hands massaging my tits at the same time as I have a tongue teasing each of my nipples, that isn’t all though because along with the hands all over the rest of my body a new hand materialises and starts to gently caress my cheek and face.The feeling of hands on my arms, legs, stomach, face, boobs and pussy along with the tongues on. Gary sighed and said “Yes that is just how I like it” I said “Why don’t you take you dress off so they can see all of your great body including those great tits of your.”To my surprise Wendy stood up pulled the dress over her head took off her bra and then just laid back down. Gary slowly reached a hand out and touched her tit Wendy jumped a little but then moaned and kept her eyes closed. He started to rub more and more stopping to play with her very erect nipples. She kept her eyes closed and started to squirm a little. Steve then being a little bolder started to rub her leg higher and higher till he was coming close to reaching her now puffy lips. Gary then leaned his head over and started to suck her right nipple and play with her left with his hand as he got on all fours beside her. Wendy started to moan louder and Steve moved his hand all the way up till he was messaging her pussy on the outside. As Steve would reach her Clit she would squirm under his touch.Then I noticed her.
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