When Your mouth reaches my pussy, You take turns once more with her. Both of you sucking my clit and fingering my pussy. I can feel Your tongues worki...g on me at the same time. I can feel fingers in my pussy and in my ass. I start begging to cum. “Please, Daddy, please let me cum,” I cry out. You press against my clit with Your tongue, pressing hard, causing it to throb. Over and over You press and tease while she is pushing her fingers in my pussy. My breath becomes gasps and I try not to. ” “What do you mean? You mean you don’t put out on the first date?” He laughed. He was in the process of loading a beautiful big rock of crack into a glass pipe. He looked at me and said “Are you going to tell me you are a guy? Because if you are, you don’t need to say anything, let’s just see what happens, ok? “Sure baby, let me have the first hit and come sit right next to me.” I said. I remembered my evening in New York with Linda and the trick she showed me with the crack. I took a huge. Her bikini bottom had followed, and she had reveled in the object of her desire so obviously enthralled by her nude body. His wife returning from work had stolen the moment and sent her scurrying for her bikini, but it had thrown a door wide open. While she hadn’t been overly promiscuous in college, she’d most certainly let men see what they were missing – often. The sense of invincibility she’d felt then had faded over the years, though. The urge to throw caution – along with her bikini – to. I love you too much to lose you now.’ ‘Sue, he won’t be physically hurt, he’ll just get a hard lesson in what happens to someone who messes around with married women. That I’ll have a minor part in it is sweet for me. He will learn though. The steps have been taken. This time next week, he’ll wish he had never seen you or those other women.’ ‘OH God…what have you done? You can’t harm him or the cops will bust you. You can’t go to jail for this…this…asshole. John, please tell me that you haven’t.