You are soaking wet. “You kinky bitch you are soaking wet. You have been dying for this all morning haven’t you?” I ask you. “Just hurry up...and make me cum” you reply. I get my head down and set to work on your pussy and anus. You feel my pierced tongue on your pussy. “Oh my god a pierced tongue. That feels nice. Lick me good.” you pant. My tongue flicks between your anus and pussy. I take my time to explorer every inch of your pussy. You move your hand by your pussy to play with. I don't want to come out of this fantasy any more than you. We both know we must. Do you think this is the end? Will we never be together again?” “We can get together again Jill. But it will be with a continuation of living a lie; of hiding our relationship from everyone; of sneaking around just to talk with each other. I want more. I want you. I want us!” “Dave, I'm sorry, but you need to understand the different stages of our lives. Your children are young adults. I have four young children.. Even at my young age I knew she was no dummy, so I decided to go for broke. "Well actually," I began sheepishly, "I have noticed that your feet do smell, but I kind of like the scent of them." She laughed and said, "You mean all the time you lay down there you've been enjoying smelling my tired old feet?" Remember friends, all this time her foot was still resting on my lips. "Yes I have," I answered. "Tommy," she asked softly, "If you want to you can smell my feet anytime. I've met fellows. It wasn’t long before Darren and Marie were in the living room with cold ones themselves.Marie was sixteen and he’d been fucking her almost every day for the past month. His buddy Darren had offered her pussy on one double date after his own girl had wanted to go home early. He was pleased since he’d lusted for the cute brunette since he met her. Her hair was short, her tits were firm and rounded, her pussy hair neatly trimmed. The threesome they had that night set the stage for her involvement.