He helped me step out of them, then he grabbed my cheeks and pulled them apart. I bent over slightly and he stuck his tongue on my asshole forcing his...tongue in. I rubbed my ass up and down on his face just like he did me on my wedding day. Then he lifted me up on a table and I spread my legs and lifted my ass up. He ran his tongue up and down slowly from my asshole up inside the folds of my pussy and up to my clit. He repeated this several times, for several minutes. I wanted to return the. It was this line which eventually brought Edith and Pedro together.Pedro was studying a book the bank had provided. He was doing well with basic English terms, but banking has a technical language of its own. When the terms became more than Deirdre could handle, she suggested a call on Edith. They met. Half an hour later they went their ways, but Pedro's interest was piqued.Sensing that this was not safe ground, Pedro sought Edith while Deirdre was out clubbing. Edith was shocked. Though she. I smiled. Really? I asked. And where exactly do you see that happening? It was her turn to smile. I see you bent over that table. She pointed to the table with the crystal ball in its center. And the beautiful young women youre with is savagely pounding you. Really? I asked, a barely-concealable smile of anticipation curling my lips. Really. That was the last either of us said. Quickly stripping out of my remaining clothes, I hurried over to the table and rested my upper body atop it. My legs. Since we first met some four years ago I've always know she like her tits worked on and the fastest way of getting her off was to spend some time on them; not the most arduous task in the world. Then after many minute of squeezing them and pinching her nipples her hand descended down to between her legs and disappeared from sight under the dirty water. It didn't take a Rocket Scientist to work out what she was doing, for the water was lapping over the rim and her whole body shuddered as she.