"No why," he answered."If she was my daughter I would have been giving it to her every day. Cristina would you have liked me giving you chorizo con hu...vos every day?" he asked me."Sure, especially if you gave me lots of cream with them. You know how hungry I can get sometimes. I would just suck it all down," I replied as I sipped my coffee giving both men a wicked little smile. "You know I would. I would make sure you get full too. I would let you gobble it all up. What do you think? Would you. ”“She was good with that?”“Amanda just went nuts. I’ve never known her to be so loud or to talk so much. She demanded that I fuck her harder!”“You are not telling the truth!” Alex insisted.“I swear to God, man. I’ve never heard her use the word ‘fuck’ before, but she shouted it.”Alex sat still at Blake’s kitchen table and stared at his friend. “Prove it.”Blake opened his laptop and turned it on. Once it was ready, he slipped in the thumb drive and turned it so that Alex could see the photos.. She wished he'd feel for a rhythm that could speak to her own desire and dance with it, or even want to find ways to make the flower between her legs moisten and open up by itself, but he never did. She had heard that some men did this, even using their mouths to open up a woman's sex. She could only imagine what that might feel like ...would it feel anything like the jets of water that sluiced between her legs? Nowadays, she didn't even experience the momentary pleasure of a stiff penis inside. Melissa put her hand on my head and said don’t do that. I took a chance, though and darted a tongue onto her leg, tasting the salt from her sweat. She moaned and I moved the robe up and placed my tongue on her clit.“Don’t, stop, don’t do that.” She whispered. I pushed my tongue into her cunt and now she was responding, opening her legs wider. I kissed her labia and clit a few minutes, then picked her up and took her to a guest bedroom.I removed the robe and once again, she was weakly.