Looking around at the other sleeping children, she yawned and stood up. Her hand covered her groin. Crossing her legs, she looked around.Winnie Simpso... looked up from the book she was reading and saw the little girl standing there. "Do you have to go to the bathroom, Sweetie?"Angel turned around and nodded her head as she whimpered. "Yes, please."Setting her book down, Winnie walked over, and took the three year old's hand and led her to the bathroom. Opening the door the go in, and she knelt. Reba McEntire’s version of ‘On My Own’ came on. I didn’t expect Savannah to know the song. She had a voice like an angel, like a mix of Phyllis Hyman and Gloria Estafan. This made me more nervous as I tried harder not to screw up. After what seemed like an eternity, we arrived at the theatre. I paid for our tickets, our snacks, and found our seats. The theatre was packed, there was only two seats left in the back of the room. We made our way to the empty seats and as soon as we sat down, the. Gwen collapsed onto my chest and I wrapped my arms around her, running my fingers lightly over her back as I remained in her gently squeezing pussy."Wow! That was incredible," came Nancy's voice."That she is," I murmured."I so needed that, but I still can't get my head around the why of it," Gwen sighed."It's the joy of simply being alive after a violent incident," I replied. "It's one of the reasons the army is loath to mix sexes in combat regiments." Really?" asked Gwen."Yep, it's also why,. She straddled my face and told me to eat her pussy. She was so wet it dripped down onto my face. I licked and sucked her clit as she ground into my face. I felt hands spreading my legs. Melanie lifted my legs as I ate Heather like a starving man. I felt the cold dollop of lube being smeared onto my asshole. I felt Melanie slip first one, then two fingers inside me as I leaned into Heather's wet pussy. Heather asked me I liked that and called me bitch boy. As I moaned in the affirmative she came.