The panties flew out of view, and it was time to stroke. Each of them, also as on cue, began to caress the hair-covered pussies (yes, neither was shav...d, though they ARE neatly trimmed). Hands became a blur, and soon, one of Lisa's fingers disappeared into the pussy I have had the pleasure of entering with my tongue, fingers and dick. The Princess soon returned the favor.By now, I was ready to explode. I could hear their breathing increase, with accompanying moans of pleasure. I asked for them. He kept spraying and spraying. She could feel the thick creamy substance fill her mouth and wash across her tongue. Some of it even leaked out the side of her mouth and dribbled from her chin. Polly wasn’t sure what to do so she swallowed hoping it wouldn’t make more demons grow inside her. Well, if that happened she could just have Aunt Becky, or even Uncle Bill, drive them from her again now that she knew how. Polly finally took him out of her mouth. She could see some demons still leaking. She tore her eyes from the others and nodded, refocusing on me. “Yes,” she said quietly and gathered herself. “Jamie came to see me early this morning. He woke me up, pounding on the door. It pissed me off until I let him in. He was white as a sheet and looked like he was afraid. When he confessed to what he’d been doing behind my back, he was scared, but this looked like he was afraid for his life,” she told us. Jamie had never been a risk taker. He was a teacher in the public school system,. I had been fantasizing about her since I was 15, as well as masturbating to the fantasies. I called Jada, our neighbor and my friend. Jada was a strange one, 50 years old, a Psychiatrist, sex ther****t and professional BDSM aficionado. She met her clients most demanding needs and she had showed me the ropes sexually when I was 18. I asked her to dinner just to catch up on her life. She told me to come over to her place and we could catch up while she cooked for us. We ate spaghetti and.