I felt for Bridget and her mother. Bending over I softly touched their clitorises and said,” Come girls. Dinner awaits,” and both ladies wrecked i...to bliss for a few minutes. When they opened their eyes I could see the exhaustion and went to the kitchen to check the lasagne's progress to find it non-existent until I opened the fridge. All it needed was a small hour in the oven. Lazily I set the right temperature and put the dish in the oven. After entering the living room again I saw the Dane. ”“It’s nice to meet you, Karen. More than you know. You are the first human I have had the chance to speak to since waking up in this nightmare.”“Waking up?” she muttered. “I don’t understand.”“That makes two of us,” Logan sighed. “But I want to understand, and I’m really hoping you can help me do that.” Logan smiled at her to lighten the mood. “But not on an empty stomach.”Logan heard the sound of slow, uncertain footsteps approaching. By the time he had the meat off the spit and cooling on a. I'll be back soon."Jennifer, whose moroseness was already beginning to be matched by alcoholic stupor, simply waved to her friend, bottle in hand, as Cindy left. She continued to drink herself into a haze which provided little relief from the gloom and despair which now permeated her spirit and her very existence. Jennifer's thoughts went to relief from her grief and pain which the alcohol was now dulling less and less."David Gentry?" Yes."The young man had just emerged from the Board of. .THAT was the signal I'd been waiting for...with that, I breached the lips of her cunt with my tongue--first licking slowly, gingerly, ever so lightly around the OUTSIDE of her lips..top to bottom...all the way around, several times. She was wild with desire...about to come out of her skin. Still finger fucking her all the while, I slid my tongue down to the opening where my thumb was beating a slow, methodical rhythm...I slid my tongue INSIDE her lips, making sure that it (my tongue) was.