He used the chance to run his hand over my ass cheeks which had me writhing even more. With his palm and fingers he eased my cheeks apart and I could ...eel my anus stretch. Suddenly I felt a finger drop on my hole then gently tap it as his tongue reached deeper in my mouth as the more he tapped the more I relaxed. I pressed against him and he must have sensed the moment as he now began to work his finger inside then gradually begin to finger fuck me.As I moaned in pleasure, he gently pushed us. My pussy was wide open to Karen's view. She took the opportunity to move in close, but I stopped her. I took a huge glob of jelly and smeared it across my pussy, down to my anus, across my cheeks and back up to my pussy."Karen," I said, "which hand are you going to fuck me with?" She held up her right. "Grease it up, but you can't use your left hand to help." She smiled, as comprehension came to her. Karen placed her hand on my bare cunt. She slid it around, up and down, turning it over. . Now sayhello to both of them too." Hi Miss Lynn! Hi Miss Holli!"Lynn just loved being called "MissLynn" and if she has her way she was goingto make sure a certain littlegirl named Jennifer, would be calling her thatfor the rest of the day. The two girls started to help Miss Rutnik with thekids and their church studies.Lynn and Holli passed out some crayons and pictures to the kids, as they sataround a large circular table. Once everyone had a picture and some crayons,Miss Rutnik started to tell. Mike reached out, tracing the carved letters. Meaningless. All meaningless.Then why did a part of him give it meaning?Part of him wanted to sit. Sit and talk. He rose instead. The dead of winter was not the time for that. He had other things to do this day, other rituals to perform. Mike found himself closing his eyes again."I still love you."With a sigh, he turned back towards the road.A woman was standing beside a strange car, looking at him.Mike straightened, making sure his knit hat was on.