“Anthony I’ve got a surprise for you,” I said in the most masculine way possible. “Claire…”, he said in a quiet and confused way, “I’m...not sure wha-““Shut up”, I commanded. “You don’t really think that I haven’t noticed? I know you want to be with a man again. So I’ll be that man.”“Honey you really don’t have to. I mean I-“ He tried to protest but I interrupted him and said, “I want to.”I took his hand and led him to our bedroom; I peeked at him from over my shoulder and could see his smile was. "But despite correcting Linda, Tina was gazing at her thoughtfully and grinning devilishly.Linda smiled. "It felt nice, anyhow. But--well, I've got more cum in me, now--in a different place--and I was just wondering if you might want to lick that up, too?" Why, you naughty girl! You want me to suck your cunt!"Embarrassed, Linda said, "Oh, no--I just thought you might like to suck the cum out of it--not suck it, itself." Because we ain't lesbians, right?" Oh, we certainly aren't lesbians--I know. "If I continued this action I am sure that soon they would be shooting their hot cum in my mouth. I would have welcomed that but I believe the boys wanted to change things up so that they wouldn’t be cumming so quickly. Clint suggested that he and I get into 69 position, with Blake getting behind me. Clint laid flat and I reversed myself on him so that I had easy access to his beautiful hard cock with my mouth. I slipped his now raging hard-on in my mouth and went to work with my sensuous. . I was no longer steering into the wind... Flint was pushed into the storm wall. The waterspouts (tornados) were lashing back and forth like a passel of rattlers in a snake-ball and two of the three were directly in front of us. Water twisters slinging hips like belly-dancers and one slung right, the other slung left and we sailed between and it was raining like nobody’s business.I believe I’d mentioned that I lost my diction in times of stress. Who boy Howdy! I didn’t even understand me.The.