Sandra eased the vibrator from between her pussy lips and went through to the bathroom. She decided to take a very quick shower while Paul got his fiancé warmed up. She rubbed shower gel all over herself and quickly rinsed off. Wrapping a towel around her, she returned to the bedroom and checked her mobile phone. No call yet. Paul better do as he promised.
Sandra picked up the black thong on the floor and inspected it. It was damp and sticky and smelt of raw sex. She couldn't help running her tongue over the gusset again, tasting her own juices and those of Paul and Robin.
At Paul's house, he and Lorna had gone upstairs and under the excuse of towelling her off. He had massaged her all over and touched every part of her small frame. Lorna was petite but had curvy hips and full bosoms. Her long dark hair tumbled over her shoulders and she loved the size difference between her petite body and Paul's large muscular frame.
They were kissing passionately now and Lorna ran her hands over Paul's body. His hands ran down her back and squeezed her soft bottom. He brought it up her side and cupped her left breast in his hand, feeling the nipple hard against his palm.
Paul instructed Lorna to move on the bed and as she lay back and spread her legs, he moved a box of tissues on the bedside cabinet. As he did, he managed to push the "1" button on his phone which silently rang Sandra.
Sandra took the call and instantly heard the sound of Lorna's heavy breathing as Paul lapped at her pussy. She was obviously quite vocal and was whimpering and mewing as her fiancé probed the wet folds of her cunt with his tongue and lips.
