"Then her eyes shifted to the girl and it was obvious that she had a tough time restraining herself."Is he sucking you?" Yes... yes... Oh god..." Use ...he words sweetheart. Like you did earlier..." He is licking me... My pussy. My ass. His tongue... he is fucking his tongue way up my ass... good... so good..."Carmen tried to control her hips but Bill's tongue in her rear was driving her crazy, and she whimpered as Theresa reached out to touch her matted hair. They were facing each other across. Lush…He'd seen her pop in and out of the chat room a number of times, and, like most people do, clicked on her profile to get a better idea of who she was (he desperately hoped she was a she). Her name, let’s call her LonelyOz for the sake of the story or Loz for short had a natural looking avatar and as he soon discovered, and liked, some effort had gone into describing herself and situation and hence the reasons for her coming to Lush. What he also liked was that she’d posted a few images. I sat next to him in the large overstuffed chair he was in the way I used to when I was little and pressed further asking if it bothered him. I could tell he was uneasy with the subject and he tried to change the subject several times asking about plans for the house and such. He finally got up and went in to shower and I started preparing dinner for the night. When Ron got home I told him about our conversation that day and he played it off. Dad asked about the nude beaches and our being nude. We then talked for what turned out to be an hour. We had a few common interests which I usually kept hidden until I became more comfortable with someone, but somehow, I was already that comfortable with her. I stopped myself in mid-conversation. "Bea, I find myself in dangerous territory." Is this an actual danger or metaphorical?" More metaphorical." I paused for a moment lost in brief thought about possible actual danger that may be lurking, but recovered my original train of thought. "I find.