As my skills improved, I noticed that the orgasms actually got better and that my naughty sphincter would blink a Morse code of depravity that was eas...ly seen when my cheeks were spread open for male viewing. I became aware of the fact that knowledgeable males could speculate on my sins of thought and I found that made me even more ready for release than ever before.I looked it all up in the library at the University and discovered that I had a form of “Exhibitionistic Nymphomania”. It. This continued for a few seconds before she decided to move on to better and tastier things. Wai&hellip, I started, but that was as far as I got before I saw her vanish beneath the covers and felt her tongue on my pussy. Fu&hellip, I started, but soon placed a hand on my mouth. I struggled to keep quiet as my friend started flicking her tongue back and forth across my labia. My heart started to beat faster as more waves of arousal washed over me. As satisfying as the feel of that tongue of hers. He proceeded to fuck my throat slow and deep making the tears run down my face. He goes deep and deeper making me gag more and more. I gagged so much as the one guy was fucking me my vagina squeezed so tight I pushed him right out of me. The crowd would just roar out loud laughing every time I pushed him out of me. Finally daddy said hold her tight and don't let her push you out. he fucked my throat deep again and the guy wouldn't budge. It made my pussy open up and let him drop deeper inside. My guess is, they had a spotter. When Dumont's car blew, they must have thought they'd gotten him and pulled back out of sight. They waited until 'my' car came out and went after it. That's my theory, anyway." You may be right, Helen. I had been thinking they were still after Dumont, but on the other hand, I'm not sure why they'd be after you."Rummy intervened, "I've been wondering that all along, since that first attack. Were they after both of us, or one of us? It's pretty clear the ladder.