It was dark, but the curtains were open so I was hoping nobody could see up and in. As I was doing this she was m*****ing me with her foot, the pointy...ends of her high-heels being rubbed up my legs and between them."Eat my pussy," President Shirley ordered."What?" Eat my pussy," she repeated, now very assertive. "DO IT!"I removed the bottom of her dress, again she had no panties on, then put my face into her pubic area. I then licked her clit softly up and down, varying in my strokes, from slow. She was right too, those two women are not just pretty, they are beautiful.They were sort of shy at first, with Mary Ellen and Carol always close by. But they soon had them laughing and acting silly with all of us. It took maybe two hours for them to talk Carol’s friends into getting naked, but as soon as we got naked, the talk was over.Mary Ellen and Carol both told me and them, that they could have my cock as many times as they could stand to fuck it, all weekend.We must have fucked at least. Mrs. Jackson waited until the young man’s eyes were fixed on the road as the newly crowned Mrs. Missouri slid her skirt a bit higher as she moved her hand to her husband’s inner thigh. She glanced over at him and she smirked. She was unbelievably horny. The attention and the champagne at the celebration caused her libido to catch fire. The driver’s eyes peered back in the mirror and as they approached an intersection as the driver braked harder than usual. It was obvious his eyes were less on. The raccoons that poked around the yard and broke open her garbage can, hissing at her when she ventured outside to investigate. Last week, an owl hooting outside her window had nearly sent her into a panic attack. Her first night in the house, she’d also heard what she assumed was a wolf, howling mournfully in the distance and raising the hair at the nape of her neck.In a way, though, the quiet was what disturbed her the most. Her old apartment had been in the city. The thumping of cars and.