I didn't say anything but fell to my knees. Her pussy was right in my face. She put her hand in front of my face again telling me to wait, wait. I res...onded by licking her fingers. She pulled her hand away and I leaned in and could smell her wetness. It was like a d**g. I felt dizzy. Thats when I noticed her legs bend and go up on the bed, exposing her pussy even more to me. I began rubbing her thighs on both sides of my head and quickly began to eat out my grandmother. I was eating OUT my. Nate Malone never was a handsome man and now he was less appealing because he was missing most of the fingers of his left hand and had a vicious scar on his cheek where he was laid open by a chain whipped free by a passing cannon ball that landed in the ship's galley and not the powder magazine. It was a stroke of good fortune because it would have sent them all straight down to Davy Jones' locker in a flash of glory.It was indeed fortunate that old Nate had a deep, rich voice that could be. "Heather rolled her eyes. "Don't remind me." Is that where you and Jason... ?" And Melinda. And Diane."Cassie blanched. Heather was still in sexual overdrive."But you and Ned are doing the same thing," Heather protested when she saw Cassie's face."We're trying not to," Cassie declared. She shifted in her seat again. Her skin flushed despite the chill."Why? I thought you said you liked it."Cassie wasn't sure she wanted to try to explain it. She enjoyed it, but she was not sure she liked what. The whole scene…doggie at me…hubby at himself…I motioned him over and began to do my own anointing of his loins…”Thank you,” I mumbled…“It’s true, isn’t it Phyllis?” I nodded. “Seeing this animal satisfying you is incredible,” he said. “Come here you animal,” I said to him. “I want to suck you dry…” But then more licking and the dog was mounting me now…his dick fully exposed, stiff, red, wet…the little tip motioning to my hole…I decided it would be a regular fucking…anal would be another.