Emily tried to explain that this was over, that he was supposed to stop now, but she didn’t get the chance. The moment she opened her mouth to spea..., he jabbed his cock in. Even soft, it was large enough to make her gag. She gave him a silent plea with her eyes, hoping he would see that she was no longer a willing participant.If he noticed, he didn't seem to care. "Put that tongue to work," he ordered, and roughly pulled one of the chains connected to her nipples. She began sucking him. "Oh, God, Charlie! Oh God! You have tohelp me! You have to!"The whirring in her groin pushed at her cervix and fromthere to the pit of her stomach and it tightened into aball.She was shaking. Her hands were tight and clammy. "I needit..." She was sweating. "Oh God! You know what I need."I felt her excitement: the long repressed sexual desire."Naomi," I warned her, pulling back and holding her by theshoulders. "Naomi Anne. This is dangerous. Stop it. You mustget this in proportion. Slow down. I. My wife and her were, mades of honour to each other (in here it is called a godmother) at their weddings, and we started hanging out, you know, like couples do. And the flirting I saw, or imagined (I wasnt sure back then) continued.Fast forward to 2009. I was 25, she and my wife were 24, two years after we all got married. We were spending our summer vacation in Montenegro, in this cheap rental apartment, which we shared, since we were piss poor back then. It was just one big room, with two big. The taste was a mixture of sweet and slightly bland at first as my tongue touched her pussy and then to her arse and back again repeatedly. Soon the taste became one and I licked as only a young horny lad could do. I was slurping and moaning while taking in gulps of air when possible and all Celia could do was moan and groan and grind her face harder. I couldn’t see what she was doing as her arse was in the way but she was sat upright and then she stopped grinding and adjusted her body slightly.