I bobbed, sucked, swirled my tongue. Clint grunted, his ugly face twisting in pleasure.“Damn, I'm going to cum so hard into your mouth.”I moaned a...out his cock, my pussy clenching. A strange, shameful anticipation of my upcoming humiliation swirled through my stomach. I groaned, sucking so hard, bobbing my head as fast as I could. His cock slid in and out of my mouth, brushing the back of my throat.“Oh, you need to do better to convince us that you're not a dyke,” moaned Lee. “Love his cock.. "She looked at me briefly, her expression softening fractionally before she nodded."I didn't think you did." Oh thank God!" I exclaimed in relief."And I haven't forgotten that you warned me about dating Wes." Uh ... well ... I don't think Wes..."My voice tailed of as her face hardened."I was his date, Randy. His date," she repeated pointedly. "He was responsible for me; for protecting me when he took me to that party. Was that too much for me to expect - that I would be safe from 'those. I personally am her scribe, I get nothing from it except the excitement as you do and as a bonus, her friendship and odd pictures of the lady which confirm the validity of her stories, and NO I am not going to share any unless she specifically asks me too and then it will only be added in the stories. So, a couple of weeks have now passed, luckily Kay heals well, the bruises had long gone and even the welts had slowly vanished. Though one, on her softest lips had persisted quite a while. She. At first I tried to push his mouth away from my vulva then I tried to pull him hard against it. He licked me again, this time his tongue firm and pointed. My fingers entwined themselves in his hair and held him firmly as his tongue began to dart eagerly in and out and up and down my slit, first in long strokes along my inner lips, then in short rapid movements across and underneath my so so sensitive clitoris. I began to moan and writhe again as Paul’s tongue found and played with my clitoris.