She grunted and groaned appreciatively as my tongue slid down her moist runway, and I felt a warm mouth re-engage with my cock, slurping gently.I tast...d and adored Sarah's sweet scent and worked my tongue over her hole and towards her rear; she shrieked and glanced down at me. "Not there," she hissed, and I flicked her clitoris. "Oh there," she panted and started touching my testicles.Sarah's began to gently rock back and forth and then grunted loudly. "I want you," she breathed and moved. ’ ‘So pretend I’m paying you a thousand an hour.’ ‘Are you just turning me into your slave for your own benefit?’ ‘What does it feel like?’ She contorted her face in cute concentration. ‘It doesn’t feel that way.’ ‘Ok… go with your feelings. I could say, ‘trust me’ but that wouldn’t mean anything.’ She did trust him, half way, however screwed up that was. Even after the spankings and getting tied and fucked by his friends. She did trust him more than the last time she thought of it. She tried. " Don't be. You loved it, I could tell. Just admit it to yourself, or you'll go nuts." But I'm not some homo." No, you're still straight. After all, you just had sex as a woman, with a man. That's perfectly all right, even for your easily bruised ego."And just to prove it, she started sliding in and out once again, becoming erect as Norman began gasping. Afterward, she fell asleep, leaving Norman to ponder the whole situation by himself. He had no idea how he got into this mess, but he was. Carl somehow knew this, pulled away, and took my by the hand into his bedroom. We were both fully naked now, and we paused at the foot of the bed to kiss and embrace. Because of the differences in our height, his cock felt like it was banging against my chest. I so wanted to grind and rub our cocks together, but the standing position wouldn't allow it. With a gentle, subtle touch, he urged me down into a kneeling position so that I was once again able to take Carl's hard, throbbing cock in.