When I moved my mouth to her ass ring, she squeezed her cheeks hard at first. I told her to relax, just enjoy it. I licked her ass ring a little, and ...hen I worked my way back to her pussy. I kept repeating this action over and over staying longer at each juncture as I did. She told me, “That really feels good and no one has ever eaten me like that before.” I continued for what seem like forever, her pussy tasted really sweet. Her juices were really flowing. I used my finger to work her pussy. And then those friends brought some of their friends and those friends brought friends and soon she was being taken to frat parties and she realized she didn't need a steady boyfriend because if she opened her legs she could have all the boyfriends she wanted.One night several boys put her in a bathtub and took turns peeing on her and she became so disgusted with herself that she thought of suicide. Luckily a friend told her about the group and she came to the group for help. After each meeting. She knocked her empty wine glass over, and I figured it was time to move on, so I went to get myself another beer and move along to another area of the house. She got up, opened a third bottle of wine, and poured a large glass, drinking it like water. She was completely gooned. She was holding on to my shoulder in the kitchen, so she could scratch an itch, pulling her leg up in a laughing drunk acrobatic way. Her hair in my face, I could smell her perfume, and I was uncomfortable about the. I've lost all sense of time and place and am filled with only the raw sensations at the center of my pleasure. Somewhere in the middle of all this, he suddenly turns me on my tummy, I cry out in my desire,and my ass raises voluntarily to what I desire most, his powerful masculine service. I feel fingers fucking my ass, (dear, sweet Husband, please hurry!) two, then three, (I'm fucking his hand wildly) from somewhere a warm lubricant spills over my bottom (Oh, please, I beg you, please!) and I.