I didn't want to wake her. She needed sleep and she needed safety. I went to the fridge and pulled out the apple juice carton and poured myself a glas.... I found the coffee and set about making a fresh pot. I checked on Dana again and she was still asleep. I was hungry and downed a banana while I scrounged around looking for some cereal. I was halfway through my cereal when Dana appeared in the doorway. She looked like she had suffered a bad night. I stood and went to her.I held her for a few. No words were spoken and none were needed. As if their minds were joined, the images and feelings of Isabella’s first awakening flowed through and between them. They both felt great power and joy and it was then that Marisa truly understood what she had to do. She kissed Isabella on the lips and left, saying only that she must think and make plans. While Marisa plumbed the depths of her own secret past for an answer to the dilemma now facing her, Isabella remained in the warm courtyard and. He was a fucking fool, but she wasn't going to be raped by some smelly stranger."Why? Why Vince?" Her voice softened, and for the first time since removing the blindfold, he felt she might forgive him."I don't know," he began. "I guess I wanted to add something to our lovemaking."You wanted to add..." but then she thought of how she and Tessa had added something and stopped."See, Margie, you always go on about not wanting to do this, or try that. You have a thing about doing it the same way all. Never once did Melissa look away from Denise’s glare, watching as Denise’s nostrils flared and her teeth clenched. The sight of Melissa watching her as she licked and sucked at her sex was awesome. Her hands came around the front of her body and it took mere seconds for her to clasp Melissa’s head fully; drawing her into her moistened depths. Denise lifted her bottom off the sofa and rubbed her pussy along Melissa’s tongue.Their combined actions were lewd, lusty and highly erotic.Denise’s head.