I'd behaved physically through the last 2/3 of that relationship, but in dealing with the vanilla my mind had found other releases!The correspondent I...was so taken with had written some stories I was absolutely enamored with and in thanking her for them, an exchange began through which she had come to know me very well. She was one of only a few people in the world that knew all the kinky pieces that made up a puzzle that confused even me at times!When I finally had things dealt with it was. A gasp escaped his lips when he saw the tiny pink star of her anus. It was smooth and hairless like the rest of her. He saw the little opening clench and then relax, like it had a life of its own. "Chris, this... this... is..." "Nasty," Chris answered for her. "Yessss." "That's why I love it... and so do you mother." Chris bent over until his tongue touched the top of the grove between the cheeks. He began to lick slowly downward, leaving a trail of saliva behind. Allison's hips began to squirm. I backed up as he stood, grabbed the chair and flipped it around in one swift, flawless move. In the brief moment I happen to notice that he never stood up straight and the towel was slightly pushed out in the front by what I can only assume was his manhood. I tried to keep my mind off of the naughty thoughts in my head and keep focused on what I was there to accomplish. I found myself massaging his lower back leaning my breasts into his upper back and felt my nipples perking up. I looked down. Still, having Sal as our little slave girl for an entire weekend now and then ... not a bad notion. Not at all. We could use that, right?“Well, what time tonight?” Sal asked Claire.“Seven?” Claire asked Alex and Hailey as much as told Sal.“Seven works. Tell her to bring her appetite,” Hailey told her mother, catching on a little to Alex’s twisted conceit.“Yes, Miss Hailey,” Claire obeyed her daughter as she lately did for some reason ... it was normal, right?“Well, nice to see you again,.