Seconds later, I felt her squirming under me from what Sam and I were doing for her breasts and pussy. Betsy is really sweet besides being a beauty, a...d I love giving her sexual thrills, not to mention how much pleasure I derive from it. Her clean-shaven lip felt like a warm satin pillow under my tongue, but alive and vibrant, and I slowly licked all the way to her Mount of Venus, where I kissed her. I really love eating out women like Betsy; they know what men like and don't try to look like. Both wore pretty basic, white t-shirts for not sticking out like a sore thumb. Being a bottom, Preston had come prepared to look his best for the occasion and did have a modern thong like underwear on, with the fabric cut out to show his ass, if need be. He purposely was not paying much attention, although he knew that his shorts had slipped low enough to show him wearing the faggot’s underwear to all the men with his white ass peeping for all takers.Men started to flow in and it looked pretty. "Yeah? How would you feel if you were me?" "You didn?t seem to mind taking orders yesterday," I offered, tracing larger routes around her mid-section. "That was different! That was?" "That was what," I asked. "Nothing," she snapped. "Just do what you?re going to do." Sliding my hand right down on top of her pubes, I said, "Now, that?s not a good attitude, is it? And before you answer, just remember why you?re here in the first place. You?re mine, and we?re gonna do things my way." I slid my. So here I was, listening to this madness.Only the sight of her eyes, of the tears glistening on the red rimmed eyelids, kept me there."He is dying," she said."He's been in hospice for a while," she dabbed with a tissue at her eyes, "He is coming home tomorrow, it's only a matter of days now."Then she told me her plan."I'll do it."Chapter 2I drove the rented van to the house and found the garage door open, as she'd told me it would be. I parked the van inside and closed the garage door. In the.