While Jim slowly moved in and out of her Dana felt a warm moist tongue working its way through her pubic hairs towards her clit. It ached for a good tongue-lashing, and she squirmed in anticipation. She felt her juices running out and down her leg, but the beautiful face dipped suddenly and lapped them up. Finally she felt her pussy lips parting to the insistent thrusts of Tanya's tongue. She writhed in pleasure as her little knob nearly burst. The juices flowed faster and she met Jim's gaze with almost guilty feelings. But he looked just as content as she, buried up to the hilt in pussy. Tanya began rocking forwards and back until with his deepest thrust yet Jim yelled "Good God!" and filled her with his juices. He pumped into her for what seemed an eternity and then collapsed back in exhaustion.

Dana and Tanya, meanwhile, were no where near done, and Tanya's tongue was giving her slit a real work out. Mike and Barb, though, seemed to be having a disagreement. "But we this is HER birthday present, not yours," insisted Barb. "I know, but look at her…" Mike mused. Barb gazed at the arched back and the upturned ass and relented. How could she refuse him such a tempting sight? She leaned across Jim and began tonguing his limp member to keep herself occupied.

Mike took up the place recently vacated by Jimmy and filled the position with relish. Tanya felt the warm cock entering her and oohed and moaned as her own sensations rekindled. Mike leaned forward and reached around her to squeeze her free-swinging boobs.