He left trails of kisses down my throat to my stomach and took off my shorts and underwear, then continued the trails of kisses down my leg. He kissed...back up my leg to my pussy and started to lick my clit. I moaned and pushed my hips up to meet his eager tongue on my pussy. The feeling was amazing, as he continued to pleasure me with his tongue. He licked, and sucked my clit until I was close to cumming. “Please don’t stop, Douglas,” I said, as I held his head down on my pussy, pushing my hips. He could watch us and learn what a real fucking is supposed ta look like," continued Cricket, who was obviously enjoying the game even more now that Sheryl had joined him in playing it.She could hear him telling Shawn, "You wouldn't mind watchin' me fuck one of my main ho's now would you? And when we're done, I'm sure she'll throw ya some, too, if ya want it."Sheryl heard Shawn saying, "Sounds good, but you know I'm with Sheryl. I wouldn't feel right cheating on her like that." Aw, come on man;. .kiss me there baby...mmmmm I'm cumming!"My mind turned somersaults as I realized what was going on in the small room. I didn't think, I just flung open the door and stormed in. For the previous few seconds all manner of emotions had been rushing through my mind; anger, jealousy, confusion, hurt. They all competed for primary position within my fuddled brain. I don't know what I was expecting to see, but the scene that befell me as I entered the room stopped me dead in my tracks. Mary was. "It's fifty years today," he said, trying to control the trembling in his voice."I remember like it was yesterday. There were no mourners, because you wanted it that way. Just me and the priest and the pallbearers from the funeral company. You remember? It was an Autumn day like this. The breeze was coming off the lake, and there was a tang to it, a smell of cedar. I thought this would be a good spot for you, with the lake so near. I remember the stories you told about summers with your family,.