My wife threw here head back and moaned as two hungry mouths began feeding at her trough. “That’s it boys ... lick her up and down ... up and down...... just like that,” she cooed.At first, we each stayed on our own side of her gash, but then we eventually began letting our tongues mingle at he source of her juices, dueling for the nectar from her hole. I let my left hand wander up to her uncovered tit and kneaded it as I fed.“Service her other tit,” I instructed our guest, wanting the Mrs. to. What else could he say to answer that? “Well, your phone call kind of disrupted things.”“I understand. Sharon’s done nothing but fuck around ever since she decided that she’s bi. How the hell can a twenty-year-old know she’s bi? Just because you like having your pussy eaten doesn’t mean you’re bi, does it?”“No, of course not,” said Charlie. He had totally lost control of his side of this conversation.“Listen, you want to come inside and finish up?” she said, “and don’t worry; we have a very. I thought how we all were becoming less and less inhibited the longer we shared this suite together.“It’s been a long day, doll. What I need most is a shower and a six pack. Get me a beer will you, sexy?” I slapped her butt.“Okay, but you can’t avoid me much longer.” She bit her lip and trotted off to the kitchenette.Tom and Janine were stretched out on the divan, watching the news. To be honest, I was a bit jealous of Tom’s abs; they rippled as he bent forward to grip his beer.I sat on the. Some get the awful, awful diseases,some get the knife, some get the gun.Some get to die in their sleepat the age of a hundred and one.”-Warren Zevon, “Life’ll Kill Ya“The light went on in the room ahead. There was a buzzing sound, and then another door inside that room opened. Something orange moving inside and something blue moving past the wire-reinforced window in the door in front of her that hadn’t opened yet. The old institutional tube light in the hallway where she stood waiting.