Her grandmother led her to the living room and sat down beside her on the couch. "Now tell me what's wrong honey."Alice looked at her and began crying...again. She said, "Alex saw me and Jason at church the Saturday before Christmas and he broke up with me today. He called me a Skank and said he didn't want anything else to do with me."Mrs. Fowler looked at Alice a moment then said, "Alice what do you mean he saw you at church Saturday before Christmas? I don't remember having church that day.. So, she took her time, going down another inch and then retreating some, then taking another run at it.She was a long ways down when she got her first twinge of pain: he had arrived at her cervix. She angled her hips as best she could do that he would proceed past her cervix; she had learned before that there was a little more room in her vagina past her cervix, and she had an inexplicable need to get him as far into her as possible. She might have discovered a new kink, she realized."Don't. I could barely breath, I was gasping for air and my hands were clenched tight as I gripped the sheet. Waves of pleasure were building, stronger and faster as I felt his lips and tongue slide all over my pussy from top to bottom, pausing every few strokes to lash at my clitoris. Then he stiffened his tongue and pushed it as deeply inside me as far as he could. I cried out in ecstasy! The floodgates opened as I came like never before. I grabbed his head and gripped his hair tightly as I tried to. The ladies passed through the kitchen on their way to the patio grabbing a glass of wine on the way and running their eyes up and down my body seeming to pause a little longer on my still hard cock. This all seemed fair as I was checking them out in their shorts and tank tops. As they pass into the patio they glance at each other and gave each other a sly little smile.The ladies were lounging around the patio soaking up the sun and dipping their legs in the pool, stripped down to their skimpy.