It didn’t help a damned thing that all the girls were huddled around me, still naked, probably seeking shelter from the cruel facts of the situation...in the shadow of the closest thing to a father figure in the area.I had to get a grip. When in doubt, punt, so I punted. It is harder to worry about the unknpown when your mind is occupied with a task, regardless of how useless or farcical the task might be.“Sue”, I called out to the only name I knew. “Please help organize the girls into three. I become more insistent and you relent. After all, this is my gift. “Sit up.” Your eyes refuse to meet mine, but you comply. “I can’t believe I am doing this.” “You’re doing this because you want to.” “I’ve wanted to for a long time.” “Look at me.” Your eyes finally meet mine. And a faint smile grows. “Do you like your gift?” What can I say in answer? It is more than a gift. It is a statement of the courage that you have found in yourself. It is an awareness of your own body and the effect that. ’She pulls away. ‘You ain’t seen nothing yet.’She kisses the tip of my cock, ticking all around the head with her tongue.‘I love the taste of pre-cum. It is so lovely, knowing it is me who has got a man in that state. But I want to get him in a frenzy. Making him hold on, teasing him, bringing him to the edge several times before he explodes in my mouth.’She swallows me again and then begins a long, slow torture of her taking me to the edge of my orgasm. Stopping me from cumming and then. Still holding the chain, Mimi guided Kat’s head to her chest. Her breasts were not large but made nice mouthfuls for Kat, who moved back and forth between them several times, sucking and lightly biting each nipple. Mimi’s flesh was delicious, and Kat would quite happily have kept going, but Mimi tugged on the chain again and brought Kat’s mouth down to the strap-on. The smell there was heady, a mixture of Lucy’s juices and Mimi’s own arousal seeping from between her legs.Looking up into Mimi’s.