.My tongue swirled around her asshole as she moaned in her sleep. I began tongue fucking her anus, the taste making me even fatter and harder. Oh I ...ove the taste of her ass...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.She stopped resisting and pressed her ass into my face.I started fingering her pussy and it was getting really wet as I ate her ass.I slipped in another finger and then another. Soon I was forcing all four fingers in and out her cunt. It was getting sloppy wet as I tongue fucked her. So the tally was still five to four in Patti's favour and Francine was definitely not getting stronger as her blood flowed down both legs. Patti was using her right arm again and looking dangerous. Francine's chivalrous gesture was likely to cost her dear!Then Patti once more tried to finish her opponent and left a gap in her defence which Francine spotted with all the hawk-eyed desperation of the soon to be vanquished. She lunged at Patti's stomach and opened a deep wound. Patti was silly. “At least I’d make sure we got on the TV” she replied, “Could be the first known wardrobe malfunction in the Royal Albert Hall!” As it was, Jo managed to avoid coming out of her dress, but only just, and several times Ted found himself distracted by the sight of her delightful breasts jiggling up and down during the more lively pieces of audience participation. Once when she bent over to pick up a flag, the front of her dress gaped open and he got an excellent view of her large pinkish. “I’m so sorry, Mum!”I felt a single tear run down my left cheek. I hadn’t cried for me, but now I was crying for Mum, for what her father had done to her.“It was a long time ago, honey. That’s over now.” She leaned forward and kissed the tear off my cheek.I felt myself rushing into my future. It was like I was sitting in the driver’s cabin of a train, watching it happen. My future loomed there in front of me. I spun the steering wheel of the train, trying to avoid it, but of course my life had.