“God, I love tasting myself,” she says as he fingers move down to Kendra’s pussy. “Holy shit, you’re so wet,” she exclaims. In a quick mor..., Sara slides down the bed and starts to lick Kendra’s pussy. She always liked when I licked her but this sensation is different. Kendra is so turned on, she comes in a matter of minutes from Sara’s mouth alone. Sara looks up and asks, “What kind of toys do you guys play with?” Kendra blushes a little and says, “We really don’t use any, we enjoy each other a. If, however, you are one of a growing number of men, and women, young, or old, that is fascinated by this particular subject matter, then feel free to read on! Also, I use a religious point of view only as a plot device, so if you are sensitive to that, pro, or con, also be for warned. I use the religious theme in this story because of the long, and fluid nature of the history of religion in general. In other words, one person's definition of a 'cult' can be another person's devote. " Marion joked. "I'm just sorry it took so long to see, I did make things difficult at times didn't I?" At times." I said utterly deadpan. Only to get a smack off both the lady's.We enjoyed a lovely meal courtesy of Marion and sat and chatted for a while before I carefully lead Elaine back to bed."I'm so glad you and Mum have settled your differences." Elaine said."We just started off on the wrong foot and never got around to sorting it out." I said. "Silly really, but that's all in the past. Judges' was "our" place. The name was very appropriateas we felt very comfortable there being judges of the male species. As we observedthe pickings, we determined the following: • Wimpy, slobbering, grabby men were the biggest turnoffs • Men who were still there at closing time were desperate leftovers I was all about the edge, power, and control of men who were: • Strong and self confident • Indifferent to my charms • Able to stand up to my ballsy ways • Bigger.