She DID want to be with me. And she knew I wanted to be with her. The problem for her was the ring on my left hand. We left the room and went to the s...arring area.The competition completed on time, and Miyu had finished second, losing to a purple belt by 3-2, with each match being decided 3-2. I congratulated her and encouraged her to work hard so that she’d win the next competition. After the awards were given out, I changed and walked Mitsuko and Miyu to their car. Miyu hopped in the. . Mmm that tickles daddy” she sighed and as I did it again I stopped at her darkened hole and prodded it a little with my wet tongue, “Oh daddy, that does feel good daddy, do it some more” she sighed and I didn’t need asking twice as I explored her tunnel entrance with my pink muscle.I squeezed her cheeks and my thumbs slipped down parting her dampening labia lips and I couldn’t resist my tongue slipping down to taste the sweetness between her legs, Vikki sighed loudly as my tongue pushed into. Considering her lead foot, this was one of the more unlikely ones. Somehow we negotiated rush hour traffic, across the bridge to Staten Island, then across the island itself, then another bridge into Brooklyn. I more or less understood where we were. It was the run down section near the touristy places on the water front. We pulled into the parking lot of a 200 year old church, where a vintage Lincoln Limo was parked. Everyone piled out of the cars, except Siobhan, who was using a sane driver.. Still, Mel tried to keep it steady, sound more intrigued than upset, and suddenly shot out, “OK, for the sake of sharing, what have you and Nick done? I can’t imagine him staying all missionary and vanilla. Anything weird you want to bring up?”This shut up Tracy for a minute, her eyes narrowing, her mouth going into a frown, but she finally sat up and said, “I don’t know Mel. You take all of this really personal, right? Like it’s all about you and me and I really don’t want the stress. But OK,.