Merita felt it, too. My pussy clenched at the wicked things she whispered in my thoughts.*That's it. Lick her, dyke slut. Oh, yes, Henrietta. Yes, yes... yes, Devour her cunny. Make her cum. Cure her hysterics with your naughty cum. Oh, she tastes so good. Oh, yes. This is so beautiful. Listen to her moans.**They're wonderful,* I answered.“Oh, wow, Etta.” Tabitha's hips humped against my lips. “Oh, you're so wonderful. I'm so glad you're my friend.”“Me, too.”I licked my lips, cleaning them of her. Perhaps Erika was so lonely and desperate she had to seek comfort and affection in her enemy. If you only ever know one person in your life, it's hard to make a distinction between friend and enemy.From the outside, Wayne's house looked just like any other suburban home, but many strange things happened inside. At night, Wayne always worshiped the dollar sign on the wall. He prayed to some mystical "invisible hand" and asked it to help him and his daughter.Sherwin sometimes came into my room. She arched her back and instinctively let out a series of moans and shrieks that resonated through the woods, of course, Grim wasn't going to let her go so easy. He continuedly used his tongue to dive into her and drunk her cum, lapping it with his tongue like an animal.After making her cum another time, Grim stood up, the woman was lying in front of him, she was shaking from the after effects of her last orgasm. Her clothes were around her, her boobs still wet with saliva, her pussy still. Not high ones, but they were dressed up. For me, I knew. We all piled into my Prius, and we were off. I had only had one beer so I was fine. It had been at least and hour or two since I drank it. Margo directed me from the pilot's seat, showing me some leg as a treat on the way. Arriving at the restaurant we all went in and were taken to a booth. We all ordered the turkey with the usual trimmings. Green beans with mashed potatoes and gravy. The waiter took our order but was back in about two.