When the timer 'dinged' again, Pat and Julie disappeared - not quite the reaction I wanted or anticipated.Carrying the platter to the living room, I s...w nary a flit in sight. I had been too effective in making my point. I found not two nor three, but all six fire lizards in my bed, eyes swirling in various degrees of alarm and hunger. I called down the hallway to the girls to bring the meat.Having four teenagers sitting cross-legged on my bed with me prompted a Penthouse Forum thought, the kind. They’d both left early after kissing her goodbye. Ken had said he was sorry for getting too rough but John was silent and had simply told her it would be ok and to make matters worse had capped it with, “You know you enjoyed it.” So many dirty things had happened last night.The waitress was pleasant and seemed to sense her mood, calling her “honey” and speaking in that southern waitress dialect that would be a good addition for a college course in etiquette. She ordered something simple and. I know it’s a complete contradiction and I am at peace with that. I just know that at this level of granularity of reality they do not exist and at another level they do and that works for me. Anyway, since I definitely lean to the Heathen side of things it upsets my wife. So I keep it very low key and avoid arguments by interpreting her questions literally. To her all “ Pagan” things are Wiccan so when she asks me is that wiccan I can honestly say no. Then when she asks me what it is I tell. My pussy was already soaking wet.I felt something at my pussy's entrance.A finger, ready to invade my hole.I shook my head, tried one last time to break free.Then she was pushing it in me.Layla finger fucked me. I was squirming and moaning, desperately trying to break free, as for the first time in my life another persons finger entered my tight little pussy. I could feel my pussy walls contract. Layla's fingers were pushing in and out of me, while her wet tongue was licking and massaging my.