“So what are you up to now?” he asked. “It’s been like what, eight years since I last saw you?” She had seen him very briefly at Beth’s we...ding, but she was dating Zach at that stage and was paying Jeremy no attention. “I’m married now.” “Who’d you end up marrying?” he asked. “Zach Tellerman, he was my date to your sister’s wedding.” “So you stayed together? That’s great,” he beamed. “Yeah we’ve been married for six years and we have a three year old son Blaine. What about you?” “I was. When I woke the next morning, I smelled coffee so I got up and went into the kitchen where Alex was sitting at the table, reading a book."Ah, there you are. Coffee's ready. I looked, would you like bacon and eggs?" she asked, sitting there looking beautiful in just her panties.I told her that would be lovely and I poured my coffee as she began making our breakfast. It was quite wonderful to watch this pretty women, clad only in her panties, making breakfast, cheerful and so sexy as she worked. He explained that they would untie her arms if she promised not to try to escape or fight them.Before Fiona could reply they all three got on the bed with her and commenced stroking her body and one even kissed her lips. When she felt one of the men sucking at her nipples, Fiona cringed back and pulled her lips from the one who was kissing her. "STOP, DON'T DO THIS, I'M MARRIED, STOP, PLEASE STOP!"The long with the large cock grabbed her hair and pulled her face towards him, not hard or rough,. Her legs clamped tightly on my ears. I used my hands even more, pushing her even tighter against my face. All the while I continued moving my tongue up and down with such force. The smell and taste was intoxicating. It took me back 20 years and I physically remembered the times before when I was lucky enough to lick my mother’s hot, wet pussy. The rhythmic nature between the two of us now began. My tongue was lapping between her lips and at the end of each stroke it was able to tickle her clit..