. ?" Just relax." Maria trailed her fingers through the bush, crusty with their fluids from last night. She brushed and fluffed the hairs, traced the ...aginal lips, ran her finger tip inside to roll the sweet meat."Oh, God, yes!"Maria bent down, lips covering pussy lips, bathing them with wetness before her tongue split them to flick over the jewel. DeeDee rolled, lifted herself to open to the assault. Maria's tongue flicked over the pulsing bulb, once twice. She smelt the beginnings of DeeDee's. He set the pace that he couldn’t with words, trying to tell her all the things he was sorry for. Her hands pulled at him, pleading him for more but he refused. In all the things he’d done wrong, he wouldn’t this time. He picked up the pace minimally but still felt the guilt. Trusting his judgment, she touched his arms, the left covered in tattoos of dragons that he brought back from Japan and on his right, scars on his shoulders from Afghanistan. At first, when he returned, he could only stand. As she neared the dining room, Carol walked in the door, saw a startledBrenda, and said, "well who's the new bitch?" That's not a Bitch, that's our sissy house guest, Brenda," Linda toldher."She's cute, but she needs a little make over. Don't ya think?" she saidwith a grin.I told her to wait until after dinner and introduced her to Bill who wasblushing away. I explained she would be giving the keynote address at theconference and will be staying with us for the next few days.Amber came in from. Jane eventually went from smiling, to frowning, to angry. It was only her opening the door with the intent of storming off that got me to quit. I quickly got hold of myself and her wrist and promised her between gulps of air that it was me, not her, I was laughing at. She snatched her hand away from me but didn’t step back out into the rain, instead allowing me to explain myself.I composed myself somewhat and explained that there was no way she could call herself unlucky in comparison to how.