I couldn’t hear the sounds very well – my mother’s room was situated in the east wing, quite far from the stairs – but they did pique my curio...ity. I looked at the bedroom door and saw light coming through the keyhole and the cracks. Slowly I made my way in the direction of the room, taking care to make as little sound as possible. While I came closer, I could hear the sounds a little better: laughter, giggling, moaning and groaning, all simultaneously. As soon as got really close, I could hear. So they finished their breakfast and then after he paid the bill, they left in her car to see what they could find on Paradise Island and neighboring New Providence Island where Jennifer lived. Mark was amazed at how many people lived in Nassau and the neighboring communities. He was surprised at the crowds and congestion in the streets as the day wore on. "I never realized how many people lived on this tiny island!" Mark said as he looked around in wonder. "Yes, it has grown a lot these last. Had to. They were our friends ten minutes ago. I know I did nothing to change that—and they were still trying to protect me, take me out of the violence, when the shooting started; they were still my friends. So who did what to start all that? I'll tell you—him! He's the one who yelled about 'suits, ' he's the one who fired the first shot, he's the one responsible—" Shut up, John," snapped Meiersdottir uncharacteristically. "Fucking shut up. Whatever you thought, every other one of us was. I'm gonna get it out." Paper skipped the rimming part and went right to the tongue fuck.My asshole was still loose from the pounding Paper gave me earlier, so he found it easy to shove his hard tongue as deep into my ass as he could. I felt the tip of Paper's tongue touch the wall of my rectum at least an inch deep, make a circle and then slowly withdraw. Once out of my ass for a second or two I felt his tongue dive in again, easily piercing the outer muscle and probing my rectum."Oh yes, I can.