I'd much rather stay here and fuck the life out of you, and live happily ever after on your life insurance." Ha, ha. Talk about the merry widow. Why d... you have to go?" I thanked yes to an invitation, three months ago. You know, our little 'yakkedi' club. Normally we meet some weekday afternoon, but tonight Anni's daughter is having her bachelor party, because she is getting married tomorrow. Her girlfriends are to pick her up at five. Anni has invited the club to a test-run on the wedding. Even THAT would likely result in things being worse, not better.”“You’re not contemplating anything rash, are you?”“You mean like spending the night at April’s? Or giving Mindy what she’s been literally begging for?”“Those might not be the best courses of action, either. I was actually more concerned about you making a rash decision about Tasha.”“I can think of FAR worse fates than being able to have Natalya Vasilyevna in my bed with Deacon Vasily’s blessing!”“Don’t be «некультурный», Mischa!”. Then he began to massage my inner thighs. I cringed and briefly tried to pull my legs together, but his hand firmly stopped me, and eased my legs apart again. I could feel the arousal effect it had on me. He eased my legs a little bit wider, and I felt the back of his hand brush up against my underwear. I knew exactly what was going to happen next, and had no idea about how to stop it. His hand made firm contact, and I gasped. He then began to massage my mound, and I somehow managed not to. I considered my options, eat that mess and cum, or nothing until tomorrow. My cock decided for me."Yes I do." I said as I moved down to take it in my mouth. She laughed at me. I put my hand on my small cock as I moved my mouth over her thick one."No hunny, no wanking, not until you've licked mine all over."I let go of my cock, stuck my tongue out, and slowly licked my way up hers. I lapped it all the way up to its head, sucking the juices up as I went. It tasted filthy, but my cock didn't mind,.