" Kind of cynical don't you think?" Cynical, no, realistic, yes. It or something like it has happened to me too many times for me not to recognize it ...hen it happens again. I don't hold it against the IT woman, as I said, it's in her genes. When a woman gets married she has a list of her unmarried friends somewhere in her mind and she wants those friends to be just as happy (or miserable) as she is, so she tries to find single men to put together with those friends. She thinks she is doing. Shadows was watching us and then got on his hands and knees and licked at my asshole. He pushed his tongue right up inside of my brown rose. He then spat on his hand and pushed his cock into my asshole. “Fucking hell. Shit!” “You’re quite a girl, Miss Wilson. You like me fucking your ass. I love your ass. Keep fucking Miss Roberts.” I was fucking Rhonda deeper and harder and Mr. Shadows was now fucking my asshole. He was holding my hips and thrusting in and out of my asshole. It felt good. She looked like she understood and started back at it. This time I was faced with her sweet 14-year old pussy right in my face. In my mind I was ready, but physically I don’t think I was. So with a little push from her hand against the back of my head I got my first real taste of pussy. I gasped and sucked un that wonderful smell and I got a little of that sweet nectar-like juice on my tongue. I knew after that that I would never forget this.I lunged out with my tongue and was well into lickin. I don’t remember how our clothes got off or when the condom from my dresser found its way onto me, but at some point I could feel the hot silk of her body pressed up against mine. Every nub and curve, every sweet centimeter of her goddess-like body could be felt in my arms and against my body. We kissed, a lot. In fact, that was mostly what we did. It felt so good to feel her loving lips against mine again. Only once we broke the kiss and I looked deep into her eyes as I felt the warm valley.