I moan out as her lips incircle my nipple and she starts to gently bite at it. Her other hand slides down from my breast to settle between my legs and...she let's out a moan as she feels the wetness forming between my legs.I slide my legs further apart as she grabs the waistband of my panties and moves so she can slide them down and off me and moves back down between my legs to slide her tongue from the bottom of my slit to the top and circles around my clit.By this point I'm so hot that I moan. Great minds think alike, eh Hank?" she laughed."I would love to be a slut for you and for the internet and you know Becky would too, so we would be happy to join you in your venture," she said while grinning ear to ear.Brenda and Amy squealed and they all jumped into each others arms and started jabbering away at each other. I will never understand how women can communicate all talking at once but somehow they do, and did. Brenda turned to me and said"Mary would like to fuck Fido, you don't. "What are you doing?!" I protested."Just want you to concentrate on what you are about to do, sweet thing."He took off his jacket and put it over my shoulders, covering my handcuffed arms. He dragged me by my neck into a nearby stall, pushing me to my knees. Then, he pushed his dick against my lips and grabbed my hair."Knock, knock, open up."Without thinking, I opened my mouth and his big, stiff, dick was forced deep into me. It pushed my lips apart and my mouth wide open. I tried to protest. Dressed and awake, Trisha entered the kitchen and was bombarded with a mixture of sights, sounds and smells that gave her pause. Mark's mother and sister-in-law were bustling around the kitchen making breakfast while the men were sitting at the table drinking their coffee and listening to the hopeful chatter of the teenage boys. Trisha couldn't help but smile; this is the way she had wished it had been when she was married. Once she was noticed, there was a chorus of greetings and offers of.