With the fingers of one hand you spread my velvet lips, while the fingers of the other hand trace my vaginal entrance. You flick your tongue across m... clit over and over again, more juices flow into your hungering mouth. Oh Yes…yes my love…I can no longer hold back. I lower myself closer to your mouth, letting your tongue slither into my sweet warm darkness. I gently rock back and forth in time with your movements, while your fingers circle around my slippery clit. Your other fingers make. With every thrust, he rubbed over my G spot. My pussy was contracting so furiously. I wanted to cum. I needed to cum. “ Make me cum!” I screamed. “ Not yet!” he growled. He continued to fuck me ruthlessly. My breasts were crushed against the desk, and I could not breathe. I knew he was getting close. He pulled out of me. “ Now, let's see. I have fucked your mouth and pussy. What's left to plunder?” he whispered, close to my ear. I tensed up. I have never been fucked THERE! Suddenly, I. And I did, and I thought about some other things too. I thought about Marian. I thought about Ava. I thought about Angel. Angel was different; she’d needed me, but wasn’t after money; the other two were. And me? What did I want; what was I after?All I ever wanted was my Ava. But Ava had made it clear that I was not what she wanted. What she’d said, and I’d over heard at the Blue Boar that day, was her real position on things her later protestations to the contrary notwithstanding. She saw me as. I dried the dildo with the folds of my nightie and putit in my purse. I went back to my bed and laid on my side facing her.I cursed myself for imagining Rita playing with 'Tom' and just feltsick. I started crying softly into my pillow. I thought I wasquieter than I was but I heard Rita's voice from her bed."What's wrong, Joanne?" she asked softly. I didn't answer, and justkept crying. I heard her covers rustle and her move around on herbed. "Oh," was all she said. She got up and came over.