This was a difficult act for Patti even on the best of days, and though it was the first time she'd tried it with a man other than Geoffrey it was also the first time she'd done it freely standing in this way.  Already her upper body had begun to get sore, back strained with the weight of her bouncing breasts and that ceaseless bumping back and forth.  Still the woman went with it, the left hand curled along the back of her own neck to squeeze whilst its sister held back, bracing the face of her own thigh.  She cringed as Terry picked up the pace, stifling herself but never quite speaking.  He didn't seem so into the dirty talk as he had before, and she could quite literally feel his tension.<br/><br/>Kat lovingly lavished Geoff's fingers until they were perfectly clean, and even then she'd continue to happily swipe his salty skin with her tongue and mouth.  When he finally did withdraw both digits she swallowed hard, amber orbs holding his gaze intently whilst he reached down to draw his partially hardened length by its tip.  Her lips were still moist and emanating a tangible heat, but by the time he'd guided him far enough down to taste the innermost curves of her ass cheeks, Kat spoke up.  Her words were hushed as though she sought to keep Terry in the dark.<em>"I don't know if I want to do it just yet," </em>she confessed with an apologetic look in her eyes.  Guilt was setting in.  What she'd said before had been uttered in the heat of the moment, and now those things Terry had uttered as he began to have Patti for the second time were echoing in her mind.