I tried to get my thoughts in order and recall all the events of the night.But those thoughts left me as I felt my vagina being manipulated orally and...it felt so good. It has been years since my husband went down on me. Of course, he always wants me to do it to him. But he always finds an excuse not to do it to me.I felt his tongue and fingers delicately playing and delighting me. I recall thinking he must have learned something somewhere, because it's really feeling good. I opened myself up. "You are so beautiful, Heidi" she exclaimed. "I wishI was half as pretty as you are." You are much prettier than I am, Miranda" I replied."Not today" she said. "Today you are the mostbeautiful woman in the world."I thought that might be a bit of an overstatement, butI graciously accepted the compliment.This time, my pictures with Miranda were much moreformal. She stayed at my side and smiled nicely intothe camera. She didn?t once try to kiss me. Mychances for a kiss du jour were quickly. I couldn’t take it any longer. It was 12:15am; I got in the car and drove to the restaurant. By the time I got there the meal had long been finished and the tables had been moved to the sides to make way for a dance floor I parked up and wondered in, Security was slack as it was late into the night. I couldn’t see her so I got a drink, found a spot in a dark corner and settled down waiting to see if she was even here, Maybe she’d lied about where she was going, maybe I’d missed her on the way. And hard to put into words. So, at first I was just shocked, at first I wanted him to stop after I knew it was him.... but after a while I... Well... I… felt confused and sort of didn’t want him to stop. After the pain burned away... Well... I begged him not to stop and then he made me cum again. By the time I could think more clearly he had already finished inside me.” Abby explains “So anyway none of what you said explains why your mom was chowing my box Olive,”“Uh, yeah it does, I’ll spell.