I would fantasize his naked body standing there, his cock fully erect and throbbing as he knelt between my legs and slowly introduced his manhood to m... body, filling me as only he could. The faster his cock thrust inside me, as my fantasies went, the faster my fingers would go, as my body went. I am sure the neighbors would have loved to see me laying on the ground, legs apart, my French-manicured nails furiously circling my clit as I gasped in the pleasure only a girl can give herself. My. ‘Steve, I was caught short this evening, much to my embarrassment. I’ll write you a check to cover what it cost you for the dance with Lisa,’ offered Ted. ‘You really saved her. Paula was calling me every name in the book when that fat bastard, excuse my French, started up to the stage to claim his dance with Lisa.’ ‘Sir, I’m sure that as a gentleman yourself, you’ll reconsider what you just suggested. I didn’t dance with Lisa to save her. Gwen simply indicated that she’d be fine with me. My mind was having a hard time processing how fucking pleasurable that had been. Before I could come down from that high, as he continued to use that tongue, I felt another orgasm building again already. I couldn't believe it. But in no time at all, I came hard again. It was like a huge wave crashing into shore that I rode from far out. Holy fuck. My breath was shallow and I was sweating terribly. He didn't stop. He knew exactly where to move that tongue and when. I couldn't possibly cum again.. ”She slid forward and stuck her asshole in my mouth, “Eat it bitch! Eat Mommy’s ass!” I began licking and sucking and eating her asshole. It opened and I put my tongue up her ass. Connie ground her hips and I though my face would slide up her ever opening asshole.“You have more cum to eat sweetie, Mommy’s don’t want you to go hungry. Here’s what we’ll do: first, Mommy Connie will let you fuck her in the ass with your pathetic little pecker because mommy can hold that tiny little girl juice.