I’m not so concerned about her orgasm right now but I like her to know. I’m now fucking his ass as hard and fast as I can. I can hear him. He is v...ry loud. It probably sounds from the outside like someone is having sex.I told Heather to sit up on his face like a cowgirl but continue to hold his legs. She does this and continues to grind her hairless pussy on his face. Dan’s ass has loosened up nicely and is getting wetter. With my left hand I grab onto one of Heather’s incredibly large heavy. “What did you write”, he asked. “And how did it make you feel?” Rachael smiled, “Oh, silly stuff. Some poetry, some short stories. Nothing really. I kept a journal for years. It always calmed me. Made me feel at peace, you know? Well, silly me, of course you would know.” Brian smiled back and asked, “If it made you feel good, why don’t you still write?” Rachael became very quiet and her voice dropped to a whisper. “I stopped when my husband died. I just didn’t seem to. It came as a shock when one Sunday Eve gaily announced that on the following Thursday, Mr. Gaunt would apply for the Absolute. We were together at my dad's house. I had been clearing the place of his personal effects, and Eve came to help. She was happy as the apparent long wait was over. I turned to her."I thought it was another week yet." She shook her head, the smile broadening."Are we planning to celebrate?" Eve was asking two questions in one. I went and took her in my arms."What would you. I took a couple deep breaths, then said, "I want you to pretend you're single while I'm gone," and was surprised at how clearly I said it. "You may never get a chance like this again." I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue. She put both hands on my head and pulled me hard against her and began grinding against my face. I pulled back after a bit and teased her with my tongue, waiting for her to speak. When she really gets going she tends to wrap her legs a around my head and I can't hear.