" I sighed and I heard him chuckle to himself. He dipped the tip of his wet tongue into my honey pot and I gasped, a shot of electricity hurtling from...my pussy to my fingertips and making my back arch involuntarily. Anthony was an expert pussy licker and I closed my eyes to savor the sensations. He ran his tongue up the entire length of my cunt, tasting the oozing sweet sex that was dripping from my hole. I shuddered as he began lazily rolling his tongue over my stiff little clit in tight. Anyway she stopped coming and a week later all that trouble erupted."Mike smiled. "Thanks Fred, Lucy. That's been a great help. Can I ask you not to tell Claire we've been?" Fine with us," said Lucy. "Will you be getting together with her again?" I don't know; I hope so."They asked for, and he gave them his phone number and that of his mobile.They drove back to Mike's place in silence. This time they drank Mike's whisky.There was little to say."Claire's got to know," said Tom."Yes," Mike. I grabbed her tits hard with one hand and grabbed her throat with the other and whispered in her ear and told her to beg me to fuck her in the ass. She did. She starting screaming it. My cock was so soaked in her pussy I just shoved my cock in there. She was cumming all over the place. There was a pool of her cum on the bed. I turned her to her back to watch her cum. She covered me with her squirt while I was fucking her ass. I felt like I was about to cum too.I grabbed her head and made her. I know the intense pleasure I got when a girl made me cum in my pants, but I never thought about how women got pleasure, or even if they did. (Not a lot of use, am I?!)I know how men got pleasure of course, and I had a rough idea about procreation, but I always had this idea that the girls who posed in my magazines, or appeared sexy-dressed in films and so on, lived in a different world. I never thought that these girls would let men touch them - to me they were goddesses – and still are – and.