”I took a deep breath and did what she had told me.I used my tongue and licked her as I was told. She had that musky smell that I often have too. I ...oticed the taste of her was almost the same as I have often tasted when I masturbate and suck my fingers.“Oh, shit that feels good,’” she told me.I had never tasted another woman, but Julie tasted great. Nothing would stop me now. I had licked her and tasted her. It tasted better than boys cum.I licked her a few times and looked at where her clit. ?You good?? Alfred asked. Leah scooted to the back wall to prop herself while sitting down. ?You can’t be serious? Is this a joke? ‘Master Alpha’? Are you fucking kidding me?? Leah asked. ?No I’m not kidding, I’m afraid.? ?So, what? You expect this to be like ’50 Shades of Grey’? You expect me to crawl around naked, obeying every sexual command you throw at me?? ?Not so much.? Alfred finally broke his stance, and slowly started walking closer to the bars.. The trouble was there seemed to be so many more unguarded moments since Don's passing. It had been easy to screen out the troubling questions when he was alive. She was an upstanding contributing member of the church, a wife and a mother. Why had Don's death changed everything so much? She was still all of those things—except a wife. Why did being a widow pull at the fabric of her self concept like tugging a loose thread on a knitted sweater. A thread that once pulled would unravel the whole. But I found myself grabbing her arm, and pulling her so she was against the wall.And reaching my hand down.Chapter 6: CassieYou want to talk about stunned? When I said I wanted to be fondled, I wasn't talking about him! Not that I was opposed to it, mind you, I just never thought he'd do it. We were friends, right? Pals. Buddies.Well, he did it. Backed me against the wall and started running his finger up and down my pussy. Which became sopping wet in a hurry. He was good at this!"Jeez,.