He didn't even care that she came, he wanted to keep licking her. Keep on making her cry out in pleasure like that. His dick was throbbing with the ne...d to be touched. With one last lick and one last whimper he took his tongue away and smoothed his hands down her long legs to her ankles and tied them together. She wasn't fighting back anyway, but he just liked to see her with no way to get away from him. She's mine.He looked down at her face, grabbed her jaw with his thumb and pointer finger. Please.. don't do this... I'm not gay... I don't like...don't like girls" Beverly moaned gently. " I didn't either until 5 minutes ago either but now I'm glad Captain Picardordered me to do this!! You taste sooooo good!!" Beverly stopped resisting and lay there as Deanna continued to eat her pussy... she felt her tongue deep inside licking her inner walls.. then she felt a finger on her asshole. "No not my ass!!" Beverly cried out. She said in an very assertive tone this time. But Deanna paid. That was until one night last week when I was down at my local enjoying a pint with David, a good friend of mine. David and I had been friends for years and there were few secrets between us so he knew the problems I was having with my wife. He agreed with me that my wife was still a very desirable woman and even said he’d fuck her at the drop of a hat. I asked him if he really meant it and he assured me he did and would be honoured to be to be the one who got my wife back into swinging.That. I sense, rather than see, your head lower until you capture my mouth with yours, tongues entwining with moist, erotic purpose. The taste of you is both familiar and potent. You’re like a fine wine that I can’t get enough of. One sip, two sips, leave me thirsting for more, delightfully tipsy, my senses awakening. The more I drink, the headier you become and I want to gulp you down, no matter that you make my head spin and my caution disappear. Your hands move upwards from my belly as you soften.