She removed her negligee while dancing and soon was wearing only her g-string. Her hand went to her pussy and she started fingering her self while dan...ing. Carleigh’s eyes were transfixed on the pretty woman dancing for us. I placed my hand on Carleigh’s leg and moved up under her skirt, my fingers running circles on her thigh, getting closer and closer to her honey pot. As the dance came to an end, Fran took her fingers and stuck them in my mouth, watching Carleigh’s reaction. After licking. I bet being sexier than the bride is not good for business." I said."So that's why business is down. All this time I thought it was the economy," she said. "So where are you at 10AM."10:30AM and I am at the lake having a biscuit and coffee. Once I sat down on the patio with the biscuit and coffee, I remembered that I had been here dozens of times. I even remember who I was with, and what we talked about. Lots of shit is coming back to me these days," I said."Good for you, did you eat the whole. True, I had ruined my shirt to make bindings, but I felt safer now.The hellcat was far smaller, lighter, more agile than me, and with teeth and claws that could cut through leather like my nails through a leaf. And the price to pay if she should break free was more severe than any i had endured. I sat still and pondered my situation: I could not leave her tied up to die, and I could not leave her free. She would probably follow me, if the stories of the hellcats' thirst for revenge was anything. Reaching down with what one might describe as foolish determination, she held her panties to one side. Homer needed no further encouragement and able to directly lap now the object of his affections as it were, his tongue separated her entire vaginal slit in its quest to extricate that which his taste-buds sought so eagerly. Sophie could no longer lay still and she found she had no control over her hips either. The more Homer lapped at the promised land, the more she found herself.