He wants to suck on Claire's beautiful tits

I stammered, "Well, Claire, you have been flashing those tits in my face every day for the past two months. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't dying for a taste."

"I think I can arrange that," Claire laughed. She stood and circled the coffee table, looking absolutely stunning in her little sundress. She straddled my lap, squeezing her arms together to accentuate her cleavage, and bit her lip.

Not needing a further invitation, I slipped my fingers beneath the straps holding up her dress and slid them off her shoulders, letting the neckline drop down to reveal a sexy strapless bra. I bathed the swelling tops of her breasts in gentle kisses as my hands reached around Claire's back to find the clasp—

Got it.

I groaned as her proud pink boobs popped into view.

"Careful, they're kind of sensitive," Claire whispered.

She placed a hand on the back of my head and tilted my face down—slowly—until my nose pressed into the top of her breast and my tongue found her nipple.

"Oh yes..." she moaned.

"I didn't even know you were interested in guys," Tami said.

"You never asked," Claire laughed.

I continued to suckle Claire's perfect breasts for a few minutes, but then a new urge overtook me and I suddenly kissed her on the lips. Claire pulled away, but only for a moment—just long enough for her to pull my shirt off over my head.

Beside us, I heard the sound of more kissing as Sonya climbed into Tami's lap and they began a steamy, sensual make-out session of their very own.

My hands hiked up Claire's dress and I dipped a few fingers inside her already soaking-wet underwear. She unzipped my jeans and reached inside—

"Back to the bedroom?" she pleaded.