Her pussy hurt from the stretching but she no longer cared.With her legs being pulled up, Ann slid down. Her face pressed against the search cushion. ...er ass facing up, Mary continued her assault on Ann's lower body. Lifting her head to breath, Mary was suprised seeing Ann's asshole dilated. Feeling a trickle run down her legs, she removed her fingers from Ann's pussy. Covered with the sticky goodness she so enjoyed, Mary pushed her middle finger in Ann's ass. Screaming from pleasure, her hole. “Best tip I ever got….thanks!” Then he was gone as the click of the electronic locks restored our privacy. I was about to admonish her but I never got the chance. “I see you’re back,” she smiled at my renewed vigor, “we eat now.” This was no erotic “9 Weeks” kitchen floor food play. We ate hungrily, eyeing each other’s nakedness as we replenished our sapped strength. Sated with food, my thoughts began to linger to what lay ahead. She ate on. She needed to refuel from her audition this. Call it religious persecution and an imminent threat to all of their lives. Which it is. The only way we can make sure they’re safe is for them to be on this side of the US border with Mexico before the start of the year.”From behind me, I heard Helen say, “Now that you say it, I see it. You’re right. Call them, tonight. Tell them to pack clothes, just what they need to survive, family heirlooms only. What is the name of that town, Tuck son?”I corrected her. “Tucson. It’s a fourteen hour drive. I hope Sergei and Milla are as nice and polite when they're Tyler's age." Sergei and Milla?" Dave asked. "Your kids?" I can't have children, so John and I adopted them from a Russian orphanage a couple years ago," Eve explained. "They were barely a year old, but we decided to leave them that much of their Russian heritage. They're pretty good kids, and John makes quite the doting father. I really should get home and see them, if only for a few hours." She let out a sigh and continued. "Perhaps.