"Besides Sylvia, you know it is pancakes after a threesome," I said."Oh really, you think that was a threesome?" she asked."I've had worse actually," ... said with a laugh. "Remind me to tell you about the two midgets someday."."Spare me." she replied.It was at that point, when a very groggy looking Peter joined us. "Well Peter go do whatever you have to do before breakfast, We are all going out for pancakes."For some reason, known only to God and Joseph Stalin perhaps, the Russian Pancake house. "Neil rolled a bit. "Mae, what did you mean, teaching you another lesson?" That's what those days were, weren't they? Teaching me a lesson?" She sounded bitter, but not angry."I suppose. I've thought about it Mae, and... well... it was cold of me. You didn't deserve..." No. No I didn't." Mae said sharply. She frowned and hugged herself, then sat back down. "But I was being really unfair. To you. I guess." You guess?" Well... yes. OK? I know! I know I was being unfair and it was wrong... but. She had heavy shoulders and arms and big breasts. Her legs were big and her big firm thighs strained against the jean shorts. But she was pretty, with shoulder length blond hair and blue eyes. She smiled and invited him in. She offered him a drink but he declined, so they sat and talked about their situation for about twenty minutes. When the time seemed appropriate, Zack made a move. Without asking or giving her a warning, he leaned close to her and kissed her on the lips, lightly at first,. "Wh ... what are you doing? Please stop. Don't. A good person doesn't do this." That may be," he whispered, "but it is something that I am going to do and I guarantee you will enjoy it. Just be quiet and relax." He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue, moving quickly over it, back and forth, up and down, listening for her breathing to quicken. Without warning, he sucked it into his mouth, holding it firmly in his clenched lips, pulling it away from her body and then tormenting it with.