I pulled her cheeks back and saw her very tight asshole which was coated in pussy juice. I dove down and licked her brownie making her moan. I then mo...e up to her pussy and soon she was approaching orgasm. However, she could not her over the edge. So, I took a finger and rubbed it around her tight orifice and then as she was peaking I pushed my finger into her very tight ass. That was the trick. She let out a scream and humped my face and finger to a second O. I was hard again and I pulled her. "Just as I was reaching for the brass ring you yanked the rug right out from under me." I suspected you had something up your sleeve." What sleeve?" she asked whimsically, looking at her bare arms -- and torso, surprising me, giving me even more to contemplate than our mixed metaphors.Pay attention! The Stick scolded me. Remember why you're here.Why was I there? I was waiting to get my head handed to me, wishing she'd get to it if she was gonna do it.The Stick was unhelpfully silent, so I had. I am driving, and I am so anxious to see my mom, that I didn’t want to spend the time to stop and call you myself.”“Sure thing, Bruce. So where are you guys and when should we expect you to arrive?”“We’re just passing the Tunis Creek Stagecoach Stop east of Fort Stockton, so that puts us about four hours away. We should be rolling in around six-thirty. Do you want to hold dinner for us or have us stop and grab something before we get there?”“Just come straight home. We have a busy night. But I am getting ahead of myself.The women came in for a set appointment, which their husbands had told them to attend. In the special waiting room set up for them, all of the printed materials around were magazines of erotic stories or illustrations. The television was showing a minor level interaction of a couple caressing and kissing, the first phase of foreplay.It was interesting; both women picked up magazines to glance at, tossed them aside quickly when seeing the content, but after.